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āMy boy did it! Came out stronger on the other side. You done, girl.ā
Yea, he gets it.

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A Haiku Or Two For You
1) Please stop texting me
Your mixed signals confound me
Crazed, raven haired witch 2) Iām done with your shit
You need to understand that
Velociraptor
Okay, so not all haikus have to end with five syllables that make sense.
The Witch Strikes Again
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.Ā
Then, I got a call from my best friend. Heāll love me for this, but you can follow him atĀ https://twitter.com/JesusPagano1. Anyway, what shouldāve 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, Iāll plug her too:Ā https://www.instagram.com/queen_ronnie1/).Ā
Following our split, I avoided all social media platforms other than what you lovely folks post on Tumblr. I hadnāt seen her Instagram. I guess a few short hours about I ended the relationship, she took to posting a highly embarrassing picture of me from our time together. One that was supposed to be private. I donāt dare look at the comments or see how people are reacting on Facebook, but I assume the worst. Itās only been a day, yet Iām sure everyone thinks Iām this weirdo and sheās the lucky one to be rid of me. Something like that. This is gonna be a harder few weeks than I thought.
Oh no.
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Ding Dong, The Witch Is Gone
My girlfriend finally broke the straw that broke the camelās back. Well, I guess I should say ex-girlfriend now. And Iām the camel in this situation. Anyway, ladies and gents, after a disputed yesterday our time is officially over. Iām not gonna sit here and act all high and mighty, like it doesnāt hurt. This is the first real breakup Iāve had to experience. Typically, I donāt 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.Ā
But, she began to change. And over the next few months, she became controlling, moody, jealous, childish and just a nightmare to be around. Iām not here to name names, so I wonāt 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.Ā
So yes, I had to run home in my underwear. Luckily, I only live a few blocks from the place and it wasnāt as bad as it couldāve been. I did get a handful of whistles and cat calls. Thatās gotta count for something, right? At least it gives me confidence for the next girl who wants to date me. If any.