ok so currently, i am im hysterics because it's hot as fuck here in the province, but i'm dying to eat my seafood cup noodles.
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_________________________DAY V - THINGS YOU WANT TO SAY TO AN EX
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____________________________alright, so, i don't have an ex. i haven't even been involved in any kid of romantic relationship, nor do i plan to get caught up in that much fucking drama, but because this 'day' requires me to answer something like this, then let's do it, mah bros.
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_______________________√ "i told you it was a mistake to get involved with me, shitface."
√ "if you were dumb enough to have been tied up with me in the past, then you probably can't even tie your shoelaces."
√ "so that's how it was to date an asshole... alright, thanks for the experience."
√ "if the world had a face, our relationship was a pimple."
√ ok, enough with the insults. if i did have a relationship in the past and all that shit, then the reason for the breakup would probably have been me being a quitter, all over again. i did say i give up on shit easily, and that's inclusive of human beings. it'd probably be because my ex would have been whiny and shit about problems that don't even exist, or because they've been too selfish for me. remember that list from day 1? about the high horses and all that shit? and so, here's what i would consider as my 'last message';
"dearest shitstick, you might be one of those people who cut themselves and threaten everyone that they'd kill themselves after breaking up with someone, or you might be the kind of person who suddenly goes all health-conscious and puts on tons of makeup after splitting up with someone you had been hoeing towards. either way, i don't care. if it's over, then it's finally the end. if you once got involved with me, then once is enough. i resolve most of my issues by cutting connections with those who might form a possible grudge against me, and it always works, so i hope you're going to be mature enough to find a way to isolate me from any corner of your mind.
why am i asking this of you, you might be wondering, you might not care. but here's my take on that; this relationship was simply a chapter in that thick as fuck book of your life. it's not the end of everything, and you still have hands to type up shit onto your story. you have legs, capable of carrying yourself away from a dark mindset which might be haunting you at the very moment, or might have bothered you once before. in other words, you still have a life to continue. there's more asswipes out there who would love to be a lover of yours, there's a job out there waiting for you, and there's a whole fucking world to look upon. just because someone (a.k.a me) got tired of you and your shit doesn't mean you're unlovable. whatever you're doing or planning to do for now, i support, i guess, as long as you won't decide to become a stripper. and yep, you either kill me in your memories or use those images to be energized for world domination. love, your fucking mom."_______________________
_________________... ok, now i'm probably driving people out of my life now by saying all this shit out loud, but man. i'm being honest here. that's what i would really say. i know, i'm cheesy as fuck but eyyy--
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>> homo sservamps, mah bros, because i met u ppl during my servamp phase
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