I used to blog about him in my previous blog. And re-reading those posts makes me long for him all over again. Not because I want him back, but because of what he used to make me feel. I am so darn happy that time. I know I’m being stupid again for feeling this way, but I know I’ll get over with it.

I never thought he would cheat on me. For three fucking times. I let the first one go just because I fucking love him so much. And I was too stupid for letting him do it for the second time and so motherfucking stupid and crazy for letting him do it for the third time.

But then one day, I woke up. I woke up realizing how shitty our relationship has been, and how shitty he is for me. Then the next logical thing to do is to break up with him, and I did.

And now, he wants me back. After being wasted for days, fucking different girls for days, he begged me to get back to him.