You want to sink, so I’m gonna let you.
-This is a rant about a girl.
I’m not sure how I came to be the bad guy in this situation, but it is what it is I suppose. What did you expect to happen? You broke up with me over a text message, while I was in a different state, on Valentines Day, and then messaged me the same day and wished me a happy Valentines Day. You made up all sorts of theoretical situations where I was the bad guy, you’d get pissed off if a girl posted on my Facebook wall, or even talked to me. You tried to make me cut off communication with some of my closest friends, for no reason, and then got upset when I refused. You would bring up girls from my past and start fights almost daily for absolutely no reason, other than to have me tell you that I cared about you. I did care about you, everyone could tell and told you so, I guess it just wasn’t enough. You told me it was all my fault, that I didn’t try hard enough, that I didn’t fight for you. I called you every single day when I was away for work, despite the huge time difference. I brought you back gifts from every trip and told you how much I missed you, but I guess that wasn’t enough either. You never wanted me to leave, even though you knew I had to. You told me that I was full of myself and that my looks wouldn’t last forever, which is just laughable and crazy.
And then I received a message on Valentines Day saying that you couldn’t trust me because I was hanging out with people you told me not to and all of your friends were talking about it. I do have two friends that are girls, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything. They have been there for me way longer than you ever were and they would never ask me to cut out friends because they were insecure. I never hooked up with either of them or anything, you knew this. They were always nothing but nice to you and treated you with respect as well. But no, you hated them, for no reason whatsoever and would tell me every single day.
Then you called me crying and messaged me almost daily, telling me that all of your friends and family told you that you messed up. You told me that you realized that I was an amazing boyfriend and that I cared about you. Your friends explained to you that I had the chance of a life time and I had to take it. But it’s too late for that, but I’m not putting all of the blame on you.I think that you are a very loving,caring and great person in many ways.But your insecurities and jealousy are what pushed me away and account for us not talking now
Now you date him. I really don’t care what you do, it’s your life but I really hope that you know what you’re getting yourself into. I would of hoped that you would of realized what kind of guy he was when he dated your old best friend. Or did you forget that he hit her, posted naked pictures of her on the internet, and made her hate life? This is no biased incident either, all of my friends that know him tell me that he also loves to steal things, even from his good friends. And you have to know this because I’ve told you, but you never believed me but I sincerely hope that you do not find these things out the hard way. I wish you the best and hope you find what you are looking for.
P.S.
Posting nearly naked pictures of you and your “new boyfriend” in bed together all over Facebook isn’t making me jealous, it’s making you look pathetic.
