It’s not that I still like him…it’s that I don’t like him at all. Every girl says it. She claims that she hates the boy who screwed her over, or let her down, or saddened her beyond belief. But does she mean it? Yes and no. She doesn’t like him (well, she may)…but her hate for him is much, much stronger.
It’s not that I want him to be mine. But I don’t want him to be with anybody else. You think you get over someone. To some extent, you are. I can fully say that I am 100% – no, 150% over my ex’s. I don’t wish to be with them, I don’t want them back, I simply don’t need them anymore.
Do I want to see them happy? No. Do I care? No.
This sounds like a bold-faced lie, I know. But it’s true. When I am feeling alone and single as hell…I don’t want to see my ex yucking it up with a girl at a party. Even more so, I don’t want to see him happy with a new girl.
That is the worst. Because whether we like it or not, there will always be competition with our ex’s (unless you’re weirdly best friends, or something…but even then…).
I, currently, am the single-st person on the entire planet. I don’t have anyone I am seeing, I haven’t seen anyone in months, and I truly am not interested in any male companion around me right now. Sure, that is my decision…but I am trying to steer clear of douche bags (do you know how hard that is to do?). Do I want to come across a photo of my ex boyfriend with a girl that he is seeing…and do I want him to look happy in the photo? Hell no…
Why would any girl want to see this? This just makes me upset.
This is the reason girls get tinder…I’m telling you.
Now I’m rambling. Wow, I am doing that a lot lately. Maybe this is just where I ramble. All I am saying, is that I saw a photo of my ex tonight with his new girlfriend and look where it lead me. This post was born.
This is awful. I’m going to bed.