Here I am, haunted by my late night thoughts… I just came back from Chris’s house and we just talked and I fell asleep in his arms. I forgot the world for the past 3 hours, but I soon as I get home, that bitter feeling comes back and I can hear my mom saying “guess who’s back in the US? With a lady.” Well, thanks mom. For making me feel like shit when I’ve told you that I knew and some other ~friend~ told me.
Bryan is basically the bad of the world. He would choose video games over
Me, disrespect my space and make me
Feel like a useless piece of shit. Specially after he drained me, decided to join the Army and dumped my ass because he was about to start a real good life in the six pack paradise – good for him I guess. Of course I was left behind, he came back from basic, pretend to be friends, showed up here, fucked me for 3 nights, made promises and left my heart on the ground again. Until I got tired of his bullshit and found
His profile on a dating website. It was just enough for me to realize that It was time to tell him to get the fuck out of my life.
I was so dumb. I remember when he said I was fat, when he ignored me
For 3+ days and pretended to be ok and wanted me to wait 9 months until his ass got back from deployment.
He’s back and the only thing I’ve asked him – after a long session of angry emails – was to forget that I exist. He even tried to apologize, which is impressive coming from an heartless ice cube that only cares about money, brands, being fit and electronic music. My answer to his apology wasn’t so delicate and I could get longer here, but I just need to get it off my chest. Bryan is on this ‘top 3 people that I absolutely hate’ together with my father and my abuser as a child. Hate is a strong word, just strong as the pain I felt back in the old days.
It’s over now and I hope my peace is not disturbed.