Well I noticed Asshole on myspace a lot at night and while I was out of the house. At first I didn't think much of it and just brushed it off. Well one day Asshole left his myspace open and ran to the store. And you guessed it, I started
I copy and pasted majority of the convos and printed them out. I let it go a few days to see if anything else was going to come of it. Well, one day he just pissed me off and I let him have it. I tossed the papers at him and told him to get the fuck out of my house! I was so sick to my stomach and wanted nothing to do with him. I packed D's and my clothes and went to my dads for the night.
After countless phone calls of "I'm sorry" "It was completely wrong of me to do this" etc... I came back home. We talked and both cried. I told him how much of a piece of shit he was and it made me look like an even bigger piece of shit sticking with him. We did a few counseling sessions and it seemed like me leaving was changing his ways...
Little did I know...
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