Jul 16, 2005 18:02
I enjoy the following.
Hearing that I was "The first love of his life" not a week after I left. Freudian slip, anyone?
Knowing that someone who he "doesn't care about" got brought to one of his favorite places when I was never allowed to go during the two years we were together. And then hearing about how he fucked her there. Fantastic. But of course, it meant nothing. Guys always think that will make things better. Well, guess what. It doesn't.