it's really hard for me to stop thinking of him. He was my first real true true love. And he destroyed me. I need to keep remembering that I washed my hands of him for a reason. I have to remember all the hurt and pain he caused me.
I need to remember why I deserve better than that POS. And I need to focus on these upcoming surgeries. First my gall bladder, and then the lap band. Someday he will regret everything he did to me. And when that day comes I'll rub it in his face.
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