Saturday, August 6, 2011

If these walls could talk, they'd tell a horror story.

"Do you miss Austin or something?

if you're referring to posts i've been making here or tumblr, then i'm sorry to say you are mistaken as to whom i am referring, for it is not austin. we broke up over a year ago, so what is this? i mean, sure, he's a great guy and i wish him all the luck in the world and i'm sorry i hurt him like i did, but i don't let it burden me anymore. we've gone our totally separate ways. we haven't talked in months, i have him blocked on facebook, and i think it's working quite well for us both.

you don't have to be anonymous. "

Okay at this point I told myself, as much as I hate what happened it's nice to have some sort of closure to the craziest chapter of my life. (Although it turns out she didn't block me on facebook since she was on my facebook feed this morning on another friends status.)
and then there was this;

"I'd prefer it, thank you though. Um, why do you have him blocked, if you don't mind my asking?

because he was unnecessary drama.

if it were any of your business, don't you think you'd already know? i would have told you. i'm not going into any details publicly, especially if i don't know who you are. "

I would debate as to how I'm not unnecessary drama, but that would be very immature.
I'm just gonna call it even and say the most confusing chapter of my life is closed.
It's nice to have closure.

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