This is a week of ex’s. My friends, mine, it’s basically turning into hell…inside of already hell.
So let’s just talk about mine because he’s a bigger problem than the retard from work that’s thinks he actually has a use or friends.
So…Jho wants to be friends. now I can handle sarcastic friends, or entirely untouchy jokey dumb chat friends.
What I can’t handle is the shit he comes out with. no matter what kind of joke or point he’s trying to make.
I’m the blue.
Now I don’t think he gets it. I hate him. He ruined my life. He cheated on me and abandoned me for a week before bothering to say anything. Not to mention he moved in with her before he ignored me for that week. I don’t want to hear him telling me that “I matter to him” or “I miss you” or “you mean a lot to me”
If I meant anything to that asshole he would never have done that shit to me. I don’t want invitations to go and see him or live there I don’t want him to come here and see me. I want to be silent friends that occasionally pop up twice a year and just be like “hey. Life? .. cool. bye”
I hate him I hate him I hate him.