So Canada Day was a boring day, drove out to Clearwater then ate myself into a coma. Turns out I got fatter than originally thought, BARELY squeezed into my leather jacket for riding I was depressed about that so I ate some more to ease the pain.
Thoroughly not impressed with my ex. Text me one more time my number is fucking changed, call me one more time the cops are going to be on your doorstep. Count on it you bastard.
I was just blown away with the texts he sent me last night, I wish I didn't delete them so I could reiterate them. Something along the lines of: going to Alberta on monday going to miss talking to you everyday
im at the beach want to come see me
i miss you and i love you fuck
have you been loyal (to which I replied loyalty is for people who are you know, like, TOGETHER fuckwad) yeah didn't think so enjoy your life kelly
you're a nut and a heart-fuck get out of my life thanks for wasting two years of my life fuck off (to which I laughed like a maniac because A: no shit I'm nuts genius gold star for you! and B: I had told him more than half a dozen times prior to this message to stop texting me and speaking to me completely. Ahh so funny)
These are the last words I am ever uttering about you on this blog I promise, I don't miss you at all, I no longer even miss the idea of you. To say I ruined YOUR life is quite the laugh pal, gee, I wonder what started the emphatical decline in my mental health and prompted me to be admitted to a psych ward? Could it have been the fact that night before you threw my head into a wall and called me every name in the book? No not possible you're right. My physical and mental wellbeing both thank you for the heaven of marshmallows and unicorns that was the life you gave me the past two years. Goodbye.
My birthday is in 13 days. Woohoo not excited. Getting a camera though so I can finally stop using old photos for da blog. I don't know what else to say. I am going to do some work for the resident karaoke lady Michelle at my favorite karaoke joint in town, get to re-do her books. Also heading to Vancouver Island August 21st to see an old friend of my step-mom's.
Currently all I'm doing is waiting for my friend to get here and not enjoying a very gnarly tasting beer. Its a holiday fuck off I can drink at 9 AM if I want. LOVSE
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