<human>: Give me a shortened version of the text

I've already asked too many questions about your no-good, cheating, son of a bitch ex who broke your heart. I asked many personal questions about her, what she was like, why you liked her, etc. I broke a big rule, and I definitely know I regret ever asking a damn thing.

Two (very very complicated) years later with you, I keep hearing more information. Your cousin last night told me about how you and her would sneak off into a locked room to do god knows what.

She's long gone, and while our relationship isn't exactly one at all, I still get jealous, still get sad, still get heartbroken hearing all these stories. You were my first boyfriend. I was your second girlfriend. You have all my firsts, but she has yours. 

Not a day goes by where I wish I could've been your first for everything for you. Sometimes I think things would e better between us if I had been.

But I'm not. I'm the second and I'm still trying to clean up the mess she left behind that resulted in making you a worse person. It makes me messy too. Everything about us is a mess. All thanks to her.
<bot>: Don't ask questions about evil ex-girlfriends, and don't clean up their messes. Leads to hurt.