Time to pony up
I'm no longer dating Allen.
I'm not ravagingly depressed, I'm not going to go into a typical monica fit of epic despair.
I'm disappointed things couldn't work out between us, because we both agree we simply had amazing chemistry.
Unfortunately, I'm not girly enough for him or some garbage, and he can't take it when I cry. (wtf..? excuses..?) He felt like the relationship was forced or something, and felt some sort of moral obligation to 'make' it work. Told him that was a bad idea, that's why he divorced his ex-wife (oohhhh, burnnnnnn!) and we ended not together.
That's basically it.
The one thing I am pissed about is it took him 4 fucking days to own up to not wanting to be with me. After the first fucking thing I told him was to tell me if at any point he didn't want to be with me. I called him, left text messages, and I still had to come to his fucking house at 8 a.m. and fucking confront him about shit to get him to talk to me.
Sooo.
Back to square one....
-.-'
I'm not ravagingly depressed, I'm not going to go into a typical monica fit of epic despair.
I'm disappointed things couldn't work out between us, because we both agree we simply had amazing chemistry.
Unfortunately, I'm not girly enough for him or some garbage, and he can't take it when I cry. (wtf..? excuses..?) He felt like the relationship was forced or something, and felt some sort of moral obligation to 'make' it work. Told him that was a bad idea, that's why he divorced his ex-wife (oohhhh, burnnnnnn!) and we ended not together.
That's basically it.
The one thing I am pissed about is it took him 4 fucking days to own up to not wanting to be with me. After the first fucking thing I told him was to tell me if at any point he didn't want to be with me. I called him, left text messages, and I still had to come to his fucking house at 8 a.m. and fucking confront him about shit to get him to talk to me.
Sooo.
Back to square one....
-.-'