Even though it was four years since the breakup on Christmas Day, I can still say it'd take all my strength to not expend every round of ammunition I own into your face, you cheating, psychopathic, manipulating, pathological liar. There is no depth to my level of hatred for you, and even if I was sent to the Seventh Circle of Hell, I'd still laugh because I know you'd be in the Ninth where you belong.