Not even remotely impressed. Where the hell do guys get off randomly texting you after horrible shit they pull?
Mr. X was a good, fun time high school summer fling to get back at my not so good, fun time high school boyfriend. Sadly Mr.X never seemed to grow up. One night, not so long ago a freshly single me decides to drink with friends. After one too many drinks and sleeping on a great cold floor, I have someone rubbing my back and pulling me towards them. Umm drunk any girl wouldn’t like this unless its a helpful friend or a good boyfriend. After things that don’t need to be indulged in. So back to the story, Mr. X has the balls to ask if I’m in a happy relationship. Not even calling me by my normal name, or a normal nickname, Chelly, is not suitable for me. After telling him to go away (ok,Go fuck yourself) He then has the nerve to say he didn’t do anything to me that I did to him. Um what? So I tried to bang you, while you were half passed out by the toilet? No? Ya I didn’t think i was that drunk. So I choose to just ignore you and what do I get? (this is word for word too I might add) ” Hmm if its the same relationship as last time then I don’t know if I believe you. But you are entiled to your own decisions. So have a good one and I won’t bug ya again”
Since when were you someone who i turned to, who would be better then any other man I could date? Maybe it’s just me but this just smells of controlling and not being able to let go. Before you told me how you never should have fucked up in high school. Well Mr.X to me, you are not close to dating material. Yes in high school, you were a fun ride. But guess what? So was coke in the 80’s, doesn’t mean its so great now. (I’m a square and don’t do drugs, sorry i just prefer the taste of vodka over nose bleeds) Not only did you tell me you could get hotter girls then me after i blew you off (sounds like you did fantastic with that) you also tried to get me to go out for lunch with you. Ya a public place seems safe to most, but when it involves you? A group of body guards would not be able to make me feel safe with you in any situation.
It isn’t like he is a scorned ex, just a scorned man who wasn’t about to get lucky with me. Oh how much I would have loved to just say I’d be happier as a nun, then to ever be with him again. As much as I dislike some of my ex’s, past flings; there was always a reason I wanted them at some point. I’m sorry if i don’t feel like moving backwards with someone who is going no where. There are only two men I could ever go backwards for. Luck number one, was a man who never was. We never had anything, thanks to people telling both of us the neither was unavailable and Mr. number two (hee number 2) Is a man that I had more then just a fun time with for a great summer. I can try and hate him all I’d like, but he was never horrible to me, even though e wasn’t ready for a relationship it’s nice to know that he thinks (or at least told me) that I helped him and that he regrets how it ended.
I won’t lie, I’m someone who will randomly text a past person, see how they are, mutually flirt, but never berate them for their choices, even when I believe they aren’t marrying the right person (he can figure that out on his own, or maybe it will work. What do I know?) or if they are hung up on a huge bitch. Why? Because these lovely examples of men have never once hated me for my choices. They may have believed I was wrong, damn them for being right, but they knew I’d come out on top and be smart. They have, and will always, respect my choices; as I will for them. Sure I believe they would have been happier with someone else( me, me, ME!) but the heart wants what it wants. A true person will always see that and only want you to be happy. Any person who act differently wants something else, that is control. Run far, far away.
Mr.X, you may not see this, but regardless, if i ever see you in a bar, or in a small room and you follow me or try anything. I will run, run far away and prefer to puke on someones floor and clean it up, over chancing the bathroom and having you shut the door.