I just sent this message to my
ex-boyfriend:
(By the way, James is my current boyfriend, and his best friend.)
How dare you. How dare you say that to James. How can you possibly tell him that from now on, all conversations with him will be started with an insult. You had better leave him the hell alone, or I will hunt you down. Just because he has me now and you don't, doesn't mean that you can start threatening him and being horrid to him. He is your best friend, Shane! He's told me some of the things you two have been through. And now you have the nerve to be this nasty to him? Forget everything I said. I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry that I made James tell me, and I'm not sorry I told my mother. I'm not sorry that I broke up with you, and I'm most definitely not sorry I started dating your best friend. He deserves me. You don't any more.
Now I want to cry. Not from being sad, but from hating him so much.
(By the way, James is my current boyfriend, and his best friend.)
How dare you. How dare you say that to James. How can you possibly tell him that from now on, all conversations with him will be started with an insult. You had better leave him the hell alone, or I will hunt you down. Just because he has me now and you don't, doesn't mean that you can start threatening him and being horrid to him. He is your best friend, Shane! He's told me some of the things you two have been through. And now you have the nerve to be this nasty to him? Forget everything I said. I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry that I made James tell me, and I'm not sorry I told my mother. I'm not sorry that I broke up with you, and I'm most definitely not sorry I started dating your best friend. He deserves me. You don't any more.
Now I want to cry. Not from being sad, but from hating him so much.
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