I never imagined I'd be that girl who blasts her exes on the internet . . . but nor did I ever imagine he truly had so little class, and that he could pull something this shady on anyone, much less me. I am hurt, and this is a much healthier method of coping than tracking him down and slapping him.
13 Things About Him That Are Not My Problem Anymore and That I Hope She Has Fun With
- He's not really that attractive. I was probably out of his league, and I'm pretty sure she is.
- His old, dorky glasses frames that he felt were as much a part of him as his nut sack.
- He wore the same pair of shoes every day. And they were so brown, they were almost red.
- His OBSESSION with jazz.
- Snoring. It was BAD. I would lay there and wonder how it was possible for a human to make that style of noise.
- He talked constantly but COULDN'T COMMUNICATE.
- His car was FILTHY inside and he cleaned it out once in the 1.5 years we dated.
- For one split second, one time, I got scared that he was about to hit me.
- He thought it was funny to speak in an Asian-English accent (as in "herro" instead of "hello" - being that she is Asian, I wonder if he still does this).
- He laughed, in my face, at my religious beliefs, yet demanded I have respect for his athiest ones.
- He preferred to jump off my balcony in the mornings rather than accept my offered spare key.
- He brought me flowers ONCE during that 1.5 years.
- He promised he'd always be there for me.
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