Fri February 19, 2016

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I decided since my world was falling apart to just take a break and hang out with someone new. So I hung out with a guy who has had a crush on me since 8th grade (Logan Doss) Everything was going good I was laughing and smiling and everything I hadn't done in months until Dixie's mom texted me telling me to leave her daughter alone and then it escalated from there I guess you could say. I don't really know what the hell you would call my relationship right now. I mean I replied to her message but she didn't reply back. Her mom says I treat her like shit so obviously that's how Dixie feels too so why should I try to make things work between us?

I'm tired of the lies. I'm tired of being the asshole every time a girl gets tired of me. I mean I literally gave Dixie the fucking world on a silver platter but yet I'm a fucking mind game player? Fuck this stupid ass fucking bullshit. I didnt do a damn thing wrong except show that girl love. Hell if she wants to go back to her ex more fucking power to her. Why the hell should I give a damn if in the end I turn up being the asshole. So fuck relationships. Fuck dating. If Dixie and I break up I'm banning all fucking relationships.

Yes it is true there is ONE girl that I'd want to be with but like a mind game playing asshole I always let her down. Nothing new I guess I always let everyone. But hey I upgraded from just a player and just an asshole I am now *drum roll* A MIND GAME PLAYER Yayyy. And the crowd goes wild (all that bullshit) so I'm going to lay in my bed and quite possibly sleep or make myself numb to it all. But you know who AGAIN showed to be the only person who truly loves me? I'll give you two guesses. Callie. Ann. Rogers.

Hmm so what would that tell you? Maybe that the girl your engaged to happens to be the wrong one. Sure we was "cute" but the "cute"ness always wears off after shit hits the fan. Unless of course it's Callie and I. I mean look at us, we have literally loved, hated, loved, moved on, loved, got engaged, broke up, loved, hated, hated even more, hated even more than that, then loved in so many beautiful ways my mind/body couldn't contain itself and then you know what I did? Guess. I ended it for Dixie. Just like I ended it for Lilly (which didn't work out) and Cassie (didn't work out either) then finally Sarah (also did not work at all)

I mean I may not be smart but I know what love is....so when I showed Callie what Dixie's mom said to me this is what that beautiful amazing girl said to me:

Her: What the fuck is her deal

Her: She shouldn't talk to you like that at all

Her: That's pissing me off.

Her: I'd be having a few choice words with a few people. Somewhere along the lines of "if she doesn't know what love is then how come she is the only one of my exes that treated me like I was worth something? Love isn't about one fucking person it's about both and it's a hard thing to love someone. Especially when the world is against you and I hate to break it to you but if she loves your daughter then it takes a lot of fucking courage and patience. So don't take it for granted and definitely don't act like you're better than her."

Her: That's just my opinion

So call me crazy call me stupid I don't give a fuck. Label me an asshole and stamp player across my forehead. See if I give 2 flying fucks.

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