I'm So Over It

Dear Zach,

4 weeks. He didn't make a fucking effort to meet up nor a call to me, but still texted me how much he missed me. I didn't believe a single word he said. He used too-much-work as reason for not to meetup. I didn't believe him at all. Last Friday, he left work early to celebrate some special occasion with his bunch of best friends. This irked me so bad because he was willing to make some time for them but not for me. I confronted him; he was avoiding it. I made up my mind that I was gonna end it. I refused to text him first. On Monday, he asked why I was being so quiet all day. I retorted back:

"Since you are so happy with your friend who can spend time with you while I'm working. Go ahead then. Oh well, since I'm not convenient for your sexual needs, go ahead and find someone else then."

Since Monday, we didn't text each other. Yesterday, I removed everything associated with him from my life: Facebook, Instagram, Contacts, Pictures. I'm moving on. 

P.S: If you are happened to be reading this, Fuck you for having raw sex with me for the first time. You are the most untrustworthy insensitive asshole I've ever met.