Some days I’m fine, and others I just want to scream.
Last night I signed into Facebook to see his name flash across my screen.
“MOTHERFUCKINGCUMNUGGET” is now friends with “BITCHFACE.”
This shouldn’t have been so surprising to me, except for the entire time we were together he only signed in to Facebook once, and that was to accept my friend request… or so he said.
I also know that at least 15 of my friends had requested him, and he said that he hadn’t accepted because he never got on. Now though, two weeks later- he signs on at the exact moment that I did and accepted friends… but he obviously ignored the people we had in common, though I suppose that was a good decision on his behalf.
I don’t know why it bothered me so much. At the time, I thought he was proud of “us.” He sure acted like it around my family and friends. The more I look back though, and really examine our relationship, I’m starting to think that he was hiding a lot more than I thought.
Today he texted me and let me know that he got the package that I so stupidly sent his ass. He didn’t say thank you, but did offer to drop my things off at my work this week. I said I’d rather him not, but maybe he could bring them by my house when my roommate was working at home. He didn’t reply.
Why in the world would he want to ruin my work day?
I just don’t understand.
In other news, the ex before him, “The One“… the one I haven’t talked about yet, but the one that I was hopelessly in love with for 7 years until I met “the ex,” is coming in town this weekend with his new girlfriend. I’ve heard nothing but horrid things about her so far, but I’m trying to keep an open mind. I don’t really care. If I can say one good thing about the ex at this point it’s that he got me over the previous one, the one I thought I would never get over.
I hear his new girlfriend was recently institutionalized, and that she cries nightly, and that she is an absolute horrible person. Honestly, I can’t wait to meet this train wreck. I can’t wait to see what happens.