He asked me if I had accepted his apology and I basically said no, because
1. He is an asshole
2. He broke my fucking heart duh?
3. He won't stop defending himself
And that's how he said the situation felt weird, he wished me a good night AND a good life, and then hung up on me.
Great. I love my life.
:)
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Anxiety
Teen FictionIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.
