Last week my friend thought it was funny to tell me my ex boyfriend has a new girlfriend....
It wasn't.
He then said "dude I'm joking, haha but I donno I think he does" (what does that MEAN?!). I don't see anything funny about that. I vehemently despise the idea of him being with someone else, the idea upsets me like nothing else in this world could, apart from maybe, I donno, seal clubbing, seeing old people cry, the stars falling out the sky and landing on my head (?), the sea disappearing, everything small and fluffy and all things chocolately and nice disappearing FOREVER, all at once. Yeah, that bad. I've said this before, and this is for my friends reading this, I don't want to know things like that, I don't want to know anything about him because I choose not to feel sad anymore, I'm done with that, thanks.
Aaaaand in other news, the deckhand fell off the side of the boat, in front of all the guests. I laughed, probably for just a tad longer than I should have. It was great, if he cared about my happiness...he would do it more often. Right, bed
