elithegrt

1) Please stop texting me

Your mixed signals confound me

Crazed, raven haired witch 2) I’m done with your shit

You need to understand that

Velociraptor

I write this on the subway ride to class. I woke up feeling like a new man, ready to seize the day. The plan was to go into my Transmedia Writing course, take the energy from this breakup, and pour it out into whatever we were assigned. Though I was still hurt from yesterday, I felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. 

Then, I got a call from my best friend. He’ll love me for this, but you can follow him at https://twitter.com/JesusPagano1. Anyway, what should’ve been a conversation that saw me confide in a buddy, took a turn for the worse. You see, he already knew something had gone down between us because he just so happens to follow the witch on Instagram (eh, I’ll plug her too: https://www.instagram.com/queen_ronnie1/). 

My girlfriend finally broke the straw that broke the camel’s back. Well, I guess I should say ex-girlfriend now. And I’m the camel in this situation. Anyway, ladies and gents, after a disputed yesterday our time is officially over. I’m not gonna sit here and act all high and mighty, like it doesn’t hurt. This is the first real breakup I’ve had to experience. Typically, I don’t exactly hit home runs with the ladies. This one was different. We connected, she was incredible, and for the first time in my life, I felt special. 

But, she began to change. And over the next few months, she became controlling, moody, jealous, childish and just a nightmare to be around. I’m not here to name names, so I won’t go into too much detail. But, after weeks, nay, months of dealing with her in all her ridiculousness, it was time. I sat in the middle of a fast food joint I happen to really enjoy, ready for a date. She waltzed in like she was too good for the place, bossed me around, and then gave me a wedgie. Yea, I said wedgie. It may seem like a weird final straw, but it had been building up for so long. Of course, with her inconsistent attitude, she forced me to give back the clothes she bought me right then and there.