piece of $%^#%#

it is 10:00 at night on Sunday and I am sitting here STEWING…and the ONLY thing I can do is vent in my diary…so here goes…

that stupid piece of shit bastard did NOT call me this weekend. Yes- that’s right. After a text on WED saying that he would call me this weekend and a 6 HOUR  CAR DRIVE BACK TO ATL where he had ALL THE TIME in the world to call me for a conversation that he OWES ME and NOTHING.  he does not even have the respect for me to fucking call me. and what can I do? nothing!! I have to sit here and do nothing and obsess over it in my mind. After a great night last night, I was hysterical at the end of the night last night. This is not me and I hate this. and I am sooooo angry with him. I don’t even know what to do. I guess I meant NOTHING to him and at this point, I don’t even know what hurts the most. the WAY it ended, the fact that it ended, the fact that he obviously didn’t care, all of the above, etc. etc. etc.

ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he is an absolute piece of shit. 

oh- ironically enough, a commercial for Eharmony just came on. Fuck Eharmony, fuck him and fuck this.