Life Of "A"

1-8-22 Hes back.

Now i may or may not be making 2 entrys today mainly due to the amount of tea ive got to spill and also half a month is hard to sum up in one entry.

So the title... now its two things, but first let me start with the juicy revenge story from last entry. so im not sure where i left off last but anywho after the whole jabs from me and stuff. AHHH so i read back on the last entry and gosh i left off far back then i thought. so last entry it ended with him saying ok with a smiley blushing face and leaving after i refuse to give him my insta. so then i want to continue further cuz lets be honest at this point i was bored and we all know i dont have plans or anything better to do so this was basically my new source of entertainment. and so i mesg him again saying, "why did you want my insta?" and this fucker.

im laughing lol, this fucker uses my sentence which i said to him not 5 mins ago and he goes "curiousity killed the cat" but not wanting to diminish my sauve figure i had made up for him i was a gracious and merely said "touché" he replied back with a similey face for some shit? and im like "noone likes a smug ass" he come back with "then why do you keep replying. nobody likes to have a conversation with a smug ass" and i think to myself, point. and then i come up with the most delicious plan of all.

now i had been thinking of this for a while, because i knew eventually the convo would come to a point where there wouldnt be much to say and so then i would have to form a situation to leave him on read. and this was me golden opportunity. and so i did. for 2 weeks i gave him nothing, said nothing. all he saw everyday was "opened" in the snap and no reply. and i knew the effects of such a thing on guys and i was right.

yesterday i open my snap just to check in and what do you know. hes back.

with "hey ;) " 

now i go nuts, i go positively giddy. i already had some bad bitch, maneater songs playing at the time and this was like what i would expect addicts to feel like after a dose of their preferred poison. and so i spend the next 15 mins feeling great about myself then i start to formulate, because i had nearly given up at the hope, not given up per say but like forgotten it enough to not be actively hoping for anything. so it was a wonderful surprise. not that i let him know hehe.

to him i merely went, "back so soon?" "you couldnt even last 2 weeks. shameful."

and i replied this at like 5 am in the morning cuz i  am up at ungodly hours these days, also im watching alot of english dramas and series such as Bridgeton hence my current poshy way with words. 

so i check back at like 3 pm. and hes written "haha" "i assume you miss me"

and i think to myself that hes having a laugh, "youre delusional" i reply

check back today after waking up and a reply awaits "youre funny"

and now i was momentarily torn between getting another jab in or flirting so i did both hehehhehe. "i cant say the same for you im afraid." "is that supposed to be a compliment?"

and now we await a reply.

ohhoohoo hes like a lost little puppy. i mean i properly told him off the last time he came to me and now hes back for more?? like?? 

i mean hey im not complaining but like wheres your self respect?? 

anywho. thats it for the first bit of the title.

now moving on, speak of the devil. he just came into my room when i began to write this.

anywho you can tell at this point that i am talking about my father. so if youve read the last entries you know that i was at war with him. not war more like a detachment. and i say "was" but i dont know if i should.