I sent him a message half an hour ago, congratulating him on a win. No response. And I was wondering tonight if I was avoiding him, or he was avoiding me. Well FUCK HIM!
Wednesday's going to be shithouse. So is Thursday. But i'm all good. I'm soooo much better then him. And damnit I deserve better then him.
I realized the other day, all I write about here is him. But he's so not worth it. Wow. I so don't need the drama. I don't need the boring routine, or the bad sex or the emotional games.
So, I'm going to show men like him that they can't have girls like me.
I want something more.
I also miss my CJ and my year of bliss.
The real world is full of too much reality.
And now: I take control.