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It goes down like this:
Last night, go to the game with Dan
Today, Chet tells me he went out last night with Katie. As in Katie that he dated while we were broken up and very nearly quit me for.
He doesnt' tell me until now that they're even talking.
And things have been rocky (obvious by the retail therapy) for a few weeks now. And last night... I'll get into at some other point.
But tonight... we agreed to hang out at 51st state for $3 sierra nevadas. And he tells me now that he doesn't want to go to Detroit for the music festival. Yeah, it's electronic music and I'm a lukewarm fan, but I was game... and he's been trying to talk me out of it. It's just like Miami last year, and who got dumped right after Miami? Moi.
I got loaded at 51st. Ended up falling asleep on his couch. Got woken up around 11ish and was offered cab fare home. Refused and got in the elevator, still a little groggy and disoriented. Had ot go back for my cell.
He was giving me the boot b/c his friends Hope and Jimmy were coming over.
I was questionable to drive, so he was offering me cab fare to get home, versus actually letting me stay and hang out.
I threw down my ring, ripped off my necklace, gathered what I could carry, and ended it with a bunch of fuck yous.
I just couldn't take it anymore.
He's been wishy washy about our future lately, weird about his friends... not telling me about Katie was the icing on the cake.
There is more... I am tired... I will explain later... but for now I am single. And for ending something with a guy I thought was it, I am surprinsgly calm. I haven't even cried.
Yet.
Last night, go to the game with Dan
Today, Chet tells me he went out last night with Katie. As in Katie that he dated while we were broken up and very nearly quit me for.
He doesnt' tell me until now that they're even talking.
And things have been rocky (obvious by the retail therapy) for a few weeks now. And last night... I'll get into at some other point.
But tonight... we agreed to hang out at 51st state for $3 sierra nevadas. And he tells me now that he doesn't want to go to Detroit for the music festival. Yeah, it's electronic music and I'm a lukewarm fan, but I was game... and he's been trying to talk me out of it. It's just like Miami last year, and who got dumped right after Miami? Moi.
I got loaded at 51st. Ended up falling asleep on his couch. Got woken up around 11ish and was offered cab fare home. Refused and got in the elevator, still a little groggy and disoriented. Had ot go back for my cell.
He was giving me the boot b/c his friends Hope and Jimmy were coming over.
I was questionable to drive, so he was offering me cab fare to get home, versus actually letting me stay and hang out.
I threw down my ring, ripped off my necklace, gathered what I could carry, and ended it with a bunch of fuck yous.
I just couldn't take it anymore.
He's been wishy washy about our future lately, weird about his friends... not telling me about Katie was the icing on the cake.
There is more... I am tired... I will explain later... but for now I am single. And for ending something with a guy I thought was it, I am surprinsgly calm. I haven't even cried.
Yet.