I always knew that he was capable of hurting me. There was no doubt about that. Just now...he hurt me so much that I had to fake that I was having some kind of attack...and still he was like, "What?! Was this too much for you? Huh? Was it?! huh?" He wanted me to admit to him that I didnt love him. and after all of the shit that he told me...I finally did tell him. I DIDN'T want to hear him anymore. It hurts to cry. It feels as if I couldnt breathe.
ok...it passed
What an ASS hehehe if he calls me tomorrow I will throw a big fit telling him that I couldnt breathe and that I had a panic attack and blah some bull shit so that he can feel guilty. hahaha. And that I can never speak to him again and that I hate him...and "how could a person that claims they love me...hate me so much. Say so many hurtfull things. And yes...thank you, you have given me the strength to finally say no to you...I'm changing my number and moving early to San Antonio. The doctor said...and blah" lol I dunno I'll make something up. So now...he'll know that I can also hurt him...and really this isnt funny. I just laugh when I want to be evil.
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