There was this guy I dated, ages ago, waaaay back in my second year or so at university. Well, I say "dated", but really, what a joke. He was the world's biggest player. He was a douchebag. He had NO respect for me at all and I have NO idea what I was thinking. He had a nice side, I guess, and he was pretty good looking and fairly intelligent, but no, HELL no. Anyways, him and I ended, not that we ever properly began, and, of course, I was upset, I'm pretty sure I cried, and then I met someone 150 gazillion times better than him, in every way possible (and that ended great too, but that's besides the point). Anyways, it's now been a couple of YEARS, almost five, since we, um, parted ways. The best part was, I had met Mr Gazillion Times Better and I never looked back. He, on the other hand, looks back, and regrets his player ways, on a fairly regular basis, it would seem...
Exhibit A: a screenshot of his iPhone he just sent me, with the caption: Cary you honestly have the most beautiful face I've ever seen babe, just made you my background, wow, when you back in SA
Yes. He saved a picture of me from Facebook, and made it his phone background, creep, even though, eeeeven though he HAS a girlfriend, that's what he's like. Urrgh, who's he calling BABE?! I regularly get this kind of thing from him, last week it was, and I'm not joking...
him: It's so weird I donno why but I always think about you, would you ever marry me, like, one day, I donno I just think you'd be the most perfect little wife, like you so pretty and cute, I think I'm done with all the modelly joburg slappers. Would you ever?
Me: Um, no.
Him: Why not, I don't mean now, I'm just saying, like would you ever?
Me: No. You're a monumental douche lord, never ever EVER, would I EVER marry you.
Him: haha babe it's so hot when you get like this
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Is he on drugs?
