scoundrel of shit
I’m not even fucking warmed up.
Summation: You really suck.
So, guys, remember when I was moping and such about that one guy who dumped me for his cheating ex?
By dumping, I meant we were going through the steps of growing into a relationship. We had admitted to liking each other, but had not decided to go out. But, with that, he dropped all of what we had for his ex.
Now, mind you, he keeps thinking I’m angry about it.
But, today, he had the fucking nerve to say,
“I wonder what would have happened had you and I been together.”
And I fucking lay so much anger and frustration on him.
A fucking wonder?
If he didn’t fucking ditch me for his cheating ex in the first place, we’d probably know by now..
I basically slapped myself in the forehead, I was so pissed.
And that’s the basic fucking end to this shit story.
I’m sorry I swore so much.
Swearing actually helps relieve pain.
The pain of me not fucking punching him so hard in the face it redirects his bowel system up through his mouth is something I must cope with for the day.
Thank you, fuck, and have a great night.