Well He Loves To Keep You In Suspense

I can finally sleep a little now.
After about 2 hours of staying up replaying words and moments over and over again.

Okay.

So, maybe more like...5 hours.
But whatever.

I'm getting to bed at least. And that's all that counts.

On other subjects...
My ex.

I always wondered when that "click" would happen where I wouldn't wanna talk to him ever again and not feel guilty about it.
I think it happened finally.
I thought I could do the friends thing. But it's hard to be friends when he's grabbing your ass in public and telling you he loves you every time he gets out of your car.
Not that he turns me on or anything...because he doesn't.
There's nothing more unattractive than a cubby, almost bald guy in a ninja turtles shirt.
Raphael and Michaelangelo deserve better.
And I don't know when he became so unattractive to me.
When we first started dating; he wasn't that cubby. And he was cute...ish.
I guess all that cooking I did for him did him in.
Oh well.
Let the next bitch have fun with that.

I wish I could say I don't care completely about what he does or says. But that'd be a lie.
We spent a year together and it's hard to just throw away a person after all those talks and secrets.
All I know is that I NEVER wanna kiss him again. I NEVER wanna have sex with him again.
And that pretty much means that I'm not in love with him.
I'm not sure I ever was though.
Sad, but true.

Now, all I have to do is wait for the "click" to go down when it comes to a certain someone else.

Because I'm pretty much torturing myself. Staying quiet. Hoping that he may develop feelings. Basically knowing he won't.

Love is hard on a person.
I hate love.
Who needs it?

...well....me.