Holy shit! I've been dumped! And let me tell you, I have never in my life felt so good after someone pushed me away! Ah, well, he basically did my job for me. I knew we would not work. He was so goddamn manipulative and self absorbed, and I think he only heard what he wanted to. So he wanted to hear that I slipped up and called him my boyfriend, and he freaked! Hahaha! I didn't 'even mean it like that, but that's okay. He doesn't need to know that. He can go on thinking I'm heart broken. Poor little me. I don't get to keep buying him shit and keeping myself up at night for his sake and worrying that things are cool with us. What a fucking relief. Here's to being single! Completely single!
cdt21:
Freedom