I took the day off school today, its the deb and all the year 11′s will be getting ready for it. So I dont see much point in going.
Yesturday I saw my ex. Yes, my fucking horrible ex. And I messaged him telling him that I saw his ugly fat face. As much as I hate him. I dont think Im over him.
Well, not completely. I still have to tell myself not to go lurking his friends comments. And that im so much better than that piece of shit. But I dont miss him at all.
He makes me so angry.
Especially because he chose some ugly fat fuckwit over me, his girlfriend of 9 months who was willing to do anything for him.
I suppose its his loss, right?
RIGHT!
Im going to make some man sooo happy and I wont even remember his name.
Actually, right now I feel like going out with one of his friends and going to a party looking super hot so he sees what his missing out on.
FUCK I hate him.
Just thinking about him makes me want to slam the keyboard and throw it across the room.
GRRR!!
The hate I have for him is astounding!!
