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Today has just fucked with me.
NOT A FAN.
Woke up to a text from my ex boyfriend of literally years asking me what cuntwax means. Out of context I realize that statement makes no sense, but rest assured it’s relevant if your name is Andrew.
The problem I have with this guy is that he is single-handedly responsible for the majority of my relationship issues. Two years of constant bullshit left me completely strung out. For the last three or four years he’s done this mindfuck game where he’ll toss me a message here or there, say he wants to see me, and then drop off again for the next six months at least.
Dude can seriously just eat six bags of dicks.
On the plus side, I go home for my last visit in about five weeks. This is fantastic news. Aaaaaaaaaaaand…
I have a job lined up almost 100%. :D
The store owners know a guy in the Atlanta area that’ll hire me. Don is making a personal call on my behalf this week. I feel like I should back him and his wife a cake. Shit.
