Happy New Years... .-.
Just when I thought the black pit of depression couldn't get any worse, Brittany goes and dumps me just a few hours before I see her making out with her new boyfriend at the New Year. Sh'ed been hanging out with him, but I never thought... Ugh. Someone kill me.
I spent the night alone, then she confronted me and told me there was someone else, doped up on weed. Then she had the nerve to come back to my place a few hours after myself and demand to sleep on the lounge with her new boyfriend and get her stuff in the morning.
That night I just couldn't be ******** to bother fighting back, and just shook my head, left the doorway and went back to bed. When I awoke the next morning, I found her on the ground and him on the lounge, all in strange positions exposing their genitals. I think she was just meaning to rub it in. She knew we had blankets, I mean she'd lived there for 6 months. I quietly left a note taped to Brittany's left breast (The note read: 'Have the house. Take everything except what I walk out with, I don't care...')and left the apartment after tickling her new boyfriend in the ear, kicking him in the nuts and punching his face in.
She yelled after me, although I wouldn't stop. She almost followed me out of the apartment, screaming cuss words at me.I went to my parent's house after calling and telling her I was staying a while. I called up some friends and told them to come get me in a few weeks. I have relatives in New South Wales, that's where I'm headed.
My New Years Resolution: To move on...
Thanks for reading,
Darwin...
P.S: All personal information is fake, to protect the guilty and innocent. I always use fake information, and never expect real information off me, no matter who you are.
 Mister Corsion · Fri Jan 01, 2010 @ 06:14am · 0 Comments |
