Okay, this might turn into a mini crying jag because I'm right in the mood now so just bear with me. Bear with me while I snot and whine about this guy that I can't seem to get out of my head. I HATE HIM. I do. I hate him. I hate him for not being all of the things that I wanted him to be. For not being some of the things that I wanted him to be. I hate him for not fighting for me. I hate him for moving on. I hate him because I miss him and I can't fucking get rid of him. Why can't I get rid of him?

Am I just missing him and loving him so much because I can't have him? I don't even want him, that's the fucking joke. He spends all of his time bitching and saying mean things about his passengers. So what if he's funny? So what if I need a good deep dicking? Stop the madness! Stop the silliness. Just have patience. This too shall pass. It feels like it's talking forever right now but it will - it has to..

For some reason the thought of him with someone else came into my mind today and I almost threw up. Seriously, even now my stomach is turning. And my hand is reaching for the phone.