Dear stalkery EX of my fiance, that's right, fiance.

Since the day you met me, you never liked me because I had what you wanted. I had MY partner. He was not yours then, he did not come back into YOUR life, he returned to MINE. You never took it seriously that he and I had a relationship as noted by you calling me his "significant other", in quotation marks, exactly like that. That tells me you decided it wasn't a real relationship. Did you think I moved in with him because we were friends? I caught you manipulating conversations with him MULTIPLE times to try and hurt our relationship, manipulating him into saying he was yours. You threw massive temper tantrums when I asked very reasonably of him when he got off work to stop answering your 24/7 texts and Facebook messages, to spend some me and him time together. You threw another one when I asked that he quit stopping IN BED to answer your texts. You and your mate went out of your way to make me feel unwelcome on my own home parcel on Second Life when you came by without asking to monopolize his time. We had to MOVE parcels because of that, and the fact that you had a disturbing amount of pictures you had taken of the two of you without his permission or knowledge, and art you had drawn or commissioned of your characters together that he did not know about (No, he was not 'a happy mutt' when he saw that picture, he didn't even know it existed until I pointed it out to him and he agreed it was creepy and possessive, like the pick in your profile for him, and the fucking MORSE CODE you didn't think I was going to translate.) Not to mention posting a private conversation of the two of you on your in world computer. One of your manipulative attempts to tell the world that you were trying to lay a claim on someone else's collared pet.

You are creepy and pathetic. You posted several journals claiming he was a partner, and claiming he walked out of your life. YOU did the walking. You messaged him on Facebook/Texted him to GET ON SL so you could talk there and walk away from him, interrupting a night OFF Second Life he and I were spending together so you could try to be a manipulative selfish bitch, AGAIN. He didn't want you, then. He doesn't want you now. It's been over a year and you still have all the creepy photos and art and the conversation up in world. Get a fucking life.