I'm just venting...

My baby daddy, the cry baby. The one who cheated on me, and said it's because I wasn't woman enough. My baby daddy the cry baby, the one who complained about wasting $80-$90 each month, for our daughter's necessities. My baby daddy, the cry baby. The one who demanded some of my income tax and stimulus money. My baby daddy the cry baby, the one who asked me if I could sign the title over to my car, so he can get himself a new car. My baby daddy the cry baby, the one who is now asking if I'm going to let him file our child, for income tax. Since he has a car note and taxes to pay. My baby daddy the cry baby, the one who said he took care of me the whole time we were together. Yet, forgot about how I picked up the slack, when he was jobless... I can go on, but I'm going to stop there. I'm just venting. All I want is my respect, I'm doing it all alone, like every single mother. Yet he tells me to get off my high horse, anyone can do what I'm doing.. But he doesn't offer, to do what I'm doing.. Questions me, what I'm doing with my money.. I don't ask him for any money, at all.