So...
My ex brought up some shit from the past that needed to be left behind. And I found out what she refers to me as.
Assmelon.
Yes, you read that right. Fucking. Assmelon.
I'm not happy. Guess who's not happy. I guess I'll have to talk to her. And I just wanted to be friends. She said we would be. But I guess not. So that's why she didn't want to come sit by me after lunch. Because she fucking hates me!
HATES ME!
HATES ME!
HATES ME!
It's not fair! I was busy! I tried so hard!
I don't get it...
Why?
