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!
    
  
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  Freedom   
 
