Ex-girlfriends are made by the devil

Thursday, June 17, 2004 3:31 AM

So, God only knows why, I went to hang out with my ex-girlfriend, get my hair did, etc. Backstory for those of you, being everyone but Static, who don't know the "sitch". Ex-girlfriend dumped me for my friend, dumped him out of the blue, cheated on both of us, sometimes with the other, and still likes to play silly mind games revolving around my incomprehensibly remaining desire for her. Well, maybe not her so much as her in certain circumstance. Anyway. We don't get along in the prescence of, well, humans. Just the two of us, and it's a-ok. And she's got and doing things with my hair, coloring, cutting, etc. So I get my hair touched up and go to the mall, meet another friend. All fine and good. Then she calls her current boytoy, a will-less boy some few weeks older than me, and, as she has reminded me, also a lot like me. Right. Also he's her manager. That has good written all over it. But he makes a lot of money, and bends to her will. Everything she wants, nothing she needs. So we're all eating and she decides that it would be a good idea to bring him into our collective presence. Yeah. Great. Wonderful.

I hate ex-girlfriends, but still love her. If I didn't, it wouldn't hurt. Goramnit straight to ruttin' hell.

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