I must think shitty of myself if I’ve been obsessing over an alcoholic asshole who didn’t give a shit about me and left me for another girl. I kept thinking what did I do wrong? Why won’t he call me? Is it me? My body? Was my body gross to him? What is wrong with me?
I didn’t even get any closure. He didn’t call me. I didn’t call him. I cared. He just didn’t care about me. I knew about the other girl from Instagram. I didn’t want it to end that way. But I saw her posts and his posts, her comments and his comments 💔
Oh man! I’m glad I got diaryland so I can trash that jerk till the next creep comes along 😒
11:05 a.m. - February 28, 2019
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