ugly texts back and forth between me and his girl.
she started it. *points like a five year old*
i'm irritated.
i'm viscious.
i'm hateful.
and slightly tacky.
towards the end of the textin,
it hits me.
he's not my problem anymore.
thank her for reminding me of all that i went through.
of how much pain he caused me.
of how many girls called my phone.
or messaged me on myspace.
or some other bullshit.
it hurts, to know he has someone new.
but it's closure.
and i can walk away this time.
he's not my man.
and there's no reason to be jealous...
cuz he just fucked me. ;)
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