Basically he was flirting with and propositioning my friends, hanging out with this attractive redhead who introduced herself by snogging him in the pub in front of me (they got their own table and proceeded to chat for ages, ignoring me). He was texting her loads (one was about how he was going to ask me for more space, and how much he liked her) and going round her house whilst I was at work and just acting really distant to me, I was just getting so worried, knowing him like i do. Then he called ME paranoid, this from the boy who wouldn't let me TALK to men without having a strop.
So I thought he was cheating again and we decided we should have a break, give each other some space.

Whilst we were on a break he got very drunk a lot, almost got arrested, smashed up his mum's house, got put on valium, fell out a second story window, but didn't self harm "because he didn't want to emotionally blackmail me".

I got a microdermal in my sternum and broke up with him 5 days afterwards. Another friend admitted that she had been propositioned by him more than once, and it just makes me sick when I realise how many times he did it to people i know, and wonder how often it happened with strangers.