Bollox are you. Unless you're sat there with a glock to the forehead and a stanley knife poised at the ready next to your pulsing jugular - in which case you can find lots of assistance to go the extra mile from arrsers as some of the cnuts love a bit of that - then stop whining, go and get pissed for a week, and before you know it you'll be balls deep in another lass and wondering what all the fuss was about.
Get your sweet revenge - as pointed out already - ARRSE is a fantastic place to discuss the merits and/or failings of partners, soooo . . . . . start with the pictures being posted up for considered peer review, and then we'll move on to the tales of derring do (or poo).
You're best off without her, woman have double standards. I grip my misses's pony tail and yank it back as I'm going in the back door and she loves it. I yank her pony tail back when she's stood in the kitchen she says, "Fcuk off, I'm cooking dinner". See, double standards.
Bad luck matey just got over an ex myself...get out, get on the lash straight on the pull. Unless you're a monstrous organism looking like you belong back in Chernobyl your length will be balls deep in a sticky honeypot before you know it.
Now all joking aside, posting a few pics of said she-devil's crusted clout would be much uplifting...for you, and I can say with utmost sencerity that the fellow arrser's will almost definitely not be yanking themselves to completion over the pics.