I hate it when someone says 2 hours ago they were coming over, and
then don't show. Whatevs. I'm too old for the fucking mind games. I'm
talking about E, which I will address in another post.
Talked to Ahole tonight. Its always ALL about him and how HE'S doing
terrible, but what about me? He put me in this predicament. He's is
the one that abused me for a year and a half, not the other way
around. He did this to me, yet wants to glorify himself for being a
better person. Pretty is as pretty does mother fucker.
A buffet of cocaine isn't love, nor is cheating on me for the ENTIRE
fucking time we were together, with your whore in San Fran, you know,
the one you knocked up while you were married?
Yes, so I'm fucked mentally b/c of him and probably will never trust
another man as long as I live. Ahole will get what's coming to him, I
just wish I was there to see it unfold.
He had the audacity to tell me to stop bothering him, but he is the
one who called 23 times last night alone, trying to profess his love
to me, after he said he needed to go out and "network", which in his
biz, is code for "hook up".
My therapist says he's my drug, which he is, but I'm begining to
realize, he isn't my drug of choice. Fuck you Ahole, you WILL get
what's coming to you and I hope and pray to God and the universe it
hurts like hell.
Muah cruel world, I will see you tomorrow!!!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
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