Why today sucks arse
Ok... basically today sucks arse because I did it... last night I went over to my beautiful boy's house and had 'that chat' about the 'state of the nation' and so today I am single. That's not what is making me miserable... the part that's making me miserable is that I miss him already.
Told you breaking up with a nice guy is the worst thing in the world!!!
He didn't argue or fight for it... he told me he knew it was coming and now finally he can breathe out.
Sucks to me.
Actually fuck it! I hate today's guts even more than I hate Rosie Beatton, Mattie Lloyd and Prime Minister John cuntybollocks Howard all rolled into one and wrapped up in a big fat ribbon made of my ex fiancee Rafael the fuckwad Carneiro!!!!!
Should I have fought harder for this? He was so nice about it all and burned me cd's and spoke to me about everything under the sun and didn't cry (my god I did - all the way home!!!) and stuff.
What is wrong with me????
Well at least this way I can get on with being miserable instead of frustrated and miserable.
Bumblastbuggerfuckery!
You know what though? If I've made a ginormous mistake and stuff I'm just going to beg him to take me back.
On my knees if I have to.
I have no pride in this respect because after all what has pride to do with things anyways???
Ok... so my newest short term goal is to endeavour to not wallow in pathetic self-pity. Starting from now...
Aaaaaaand go!
Told you breaking up with a nice guy is the worst thing in the world!!!
He didn't argue or fight for it... he told me he knew it was coming and now finally he can breathe out.
Sucks to me.
Actually fuck it! I hate today's guts even more than I hate Rosie Beatton, Mattie Lloyd and Prime Minister John cuntybollocks Howard all rolled into one and wrapped up in a big fat ribbon made of my ex fiancee Rafael the fuckwad Carneiro!!!!!
Should I have fought harder for this? He was so nice about it all and burned me cd's and spoke to me about everything under the sun and didn't cry (my god I did - all the way home!!!) and stuff.
What is wrong with me????
Well at least this way I can get on with being miserable instead of frustrated and miserable.
Bumblastbuggerfuckery!
You know what though? If I've made a ginormous mistake and stuff I'm just going to beg him to take me back.
On my knees if I have to.
I have no pride in this respect because after all what has pride to do with things anyways???
Ok... so my newest short term goal is to endeavour to not wallow in pathetic self-pity. Starting from now...
Aaaaaaand go!
posted by princessfanwah at Wednesday, February 01, 2006
3 Comments:
Oh sweetcakes, I know how awful those first few days and weeks after breaking up can be. Be strong. You wanted to break up for a reason, so trust your instincts and that the pain and turmoil you feel at the moment will pass and you will be able to see this as the right thing to have done.
Love your guts. XXX
Thanks baby xxxx
Now you can start scoping out blokes as potential daddies. Make a list of physical attributes and bank account numbers that look appealing and GO FORTH AND HUNT!
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