last night i gave in and went over the ex’s.
i cooked steak & creamed spinach.
he baked a cake (good role reversal)
and we drank heineken & watched arrested development.
overall a good night.
but why have i given in??? oh why, after all the pain?
after all my friends telling me to never speak to him again?
because all the guy i’ve been dating is an asshole.
A S S H O L E.
this is our interaction from monday..
me: oh hey i brought you a sweater you left at my place, cuz you mentioned you were cold yesterday and how you needed more fall/winter clothing. can you meet me somewhere?
him: what the fuck? you can’t just bring it to my house? and where’s the rest of my stuff? are you fucking kidding me?