My ex boyfriend (boy, do I know how to pick them), broke up with me via Facebook relationship status, then changed my own Facebook password so I couldn’t access my account. This happened on the 11th of February, I believe. I was completely and madly in love with this boy, sometimes I feel like I still am, but I usually block that out. I did absolutely everything that I could to make him happy, never wronged him in any way. I just was not good enough. Now, since the day that we broke up, he has:
jokingly asked me to be his girlfriend again (silly me said yes) only to find out that his best friend thought it would be “funny” to trick me.
Threatened to “bash” me on countless occasions, for no actual, solid reason.
since the 20th of Feb, I have received a total of 38 phone calls from him, either abusive or pointless
I do NOT answer any of his calls anymore, as I would rather not have my night ruined by a jerk. But I know he always calls from a blocked number, he has done this since we first became close friends, I always asked why…his reason was “Because I don’t want certain people that I call to have my number, so I just leave it on blocked” which was fine by me…But since the break up he has literally scared me out of answering blocked numbers as I know for a fact they’re all him because a text message usually follows demanding that I answer him. Now the point of this post was, to say that tonight, between the times of 9:00pm and 9:24pm I have received 6 calls from a blocked number, I promptly made a Facebook status reading: “I will not answer blocked numbers so whoever it is, don’t fucking bother.”
Then, I recieve a text message off none other, than my ex boyfriend saying: “answer, its me calling”
Now, why would I want to answer the phone to speak to a boy, who called me a “fat bitch” 6 days earlier, AND threatened to bash me for NO reason other than he was probably bored and with his friends? WHERE IS THE LOGIC? IF YOU ARE NOT CALLING TO TELL ME YOU LOVE ME THEN I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR IT YOU DIPPY DOG!
Dad really needs to lay the fuck off about me not eating, I eat when I want god damn it. If I want to eat nothing damn it I will. Forcing food down my throat again will do jack shit. Perhaps if you didn’t force me to eat when I was younger, I wouldn’t be this disgusting size right now. THIS IS YOUR FAULT
I feel bad when I argue with people, but for once I actually feel like I’ve done the right thing in leaving and not coming back, best for me. I still feel crappy, but thats more due to only having about 300 calories today.
Over pathetic males who can’t accept my past, jokes on you, I will not come back next time you “want” me, I don’t give a fuck how much you “love” me, you’re a fag and I’m better off without you nigga
I just watched the movie “Kids” for the first time, I highly recommend it! It’s made me never want to trust another boy again, ALWAYS use condoms no matter how much they suck balls AND it’s made me miss sex more than anything. The movie is one big sex scene and all I could think about the entire time was that I haven’t had sex since the 8th of February DAMN IT.
I hate how everything happened so quickly, I was yours at the drop of a hat, and you were gone almost quicker than you came. I’m addicted to the feeling I had while I was with you. Looking back now, when we were nearly dying, or doing something illegal, or about to do something illegal and I was complaining, or scared that we would get caught but I would do anything to go back to that. I loved how protected I felt while I was with you, I loved being “your girl”. At this point I would do anything to have that back. I don’t know how we lost each other so quickly, I don’t know what changed, or why you changed. I don’t know why you started treating me badly, quite frankly I don’t care. I miss you, I miss everything about you. I miss the way you kiss me, the way your skin feels against mine. I miss waking up to your smile on weekends, I miss being out with you late at night, I miss our arguments, and I miss your stupid friends driving you to my house at 11 at night to “come say hi”. I miss telling you to go home, and holding you, and doing absolutely nothing with you. I look for you in everyone that I meet, no one adds up. Everyone who tries to speak to me, or flirt with me doesn’t have what you have. I don’t care if I was just another girlfriend to you, you certainly mean the world to me even now. I miss scaring you when we watched horror movies, and I miss how the beds squeaked whenever we had sex. I miss running around your house naked, taking selfies together at 3 in the morning, and I miss sitting naked at your front door step cause we had nothing better to do that night. I miss how you told me everything, and I wish I was still the person you came to when you were upset. I wish I was still the only one who could calm you down and I wish we were still together. I hate it when you message me, or call me because as much as I pretend I don’t care, I still wish it was you telling me that you love me, and that you want us again just as much as I do. I’m doing completely fine without you now, but it doesn’t mean it hurts any less. You left me with no reason, and that was it. You were gone. I wish I could have been better for you, I wish I was thinner, and prettier, and I wish I was better for you. I’d give you the world if i could, because I feel like a boy like you deserves it. I hope that one day you come back to me, I hope you realise how much I care about you, how much I miss you and that I’d do anything for you. I hope you come across this one day, somehow…and know it’s about you, and smile knowing you mean this much to someone.
I have so much to think about that my head is about to explode, I know that I’m going to make the wrong decision and I can’t do a thing to stop myself ugh help
I am so over older boys trying to speak to me, like fuck off you pieces of shit. I absolutely hate it. I regret even meeting my last boyfriend because now I have his stupid friends never leaving me alone. No I don’t want you, no I won’t want you and no I don’t need someone to take my mind off jack. I already have moved on, i already have someone, I don’t know how many times I need to tell people this. I sound like a fkn broken record. Just fuck off. I can’t even sleep for an hour without waking up to stupid cunts wanting to speak to me, how about you shove it up your ass. Even if I didn’t have feelings for someone right now, I STILL WOULD NOT WANT YOU. Sorry not sorry go away please.
