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I read it. Them. The three emails. I managed to keep my cool for about half an hour and then I lost my shit. I wrote out a nasty, spiteful email in return, with the full intention of sending it to him but I won’t. I’ll just keep ignoring him. I felt better for just writing it all down if I’m honest, and then I figured I might as well share my rant with you fine folks! Oh and before I start the rant, this blog post is a rebuttal…
Read MoreWhen I woke up this morning, I had one more voicemail and three emails. He’s really working his way around the various communication methods here, isn’t he? After my last DO NOT text and DO NOT call message, it would appear he still hasn’t got the hint which is a shame because I’m still REALLY angry. (Previous Post: Thursday) It was his last email that really got me. It was his way of explaining why he’d REALLY dumped me. Apparently. I’m expecting you to dissect this but I’m not after…
Read MoreDo you ever angrily write half a blog post and then realise it’s pointless, has no point and you don’t even know where it’s going? That’s what keeps happening the last few days. I keep half-writing angry blog posts about the fucking douchebag who broke my heart, but halfway through I realise it’s pointless. He changes his mind so often, by the time I’ve finished a blog post, he’s already changed his thoughts / tact / opinion so then I’d just need to write another one. I did say keeping…
Read MoreGuess what I did? In fact, I’ll save you the trouble of guessing. I text Brown Eyes. Of course I did. Wait, wait, don’t lose your shit yet. I should explain this morning’s back-story first for those of you who don’t follow me on Twitter, which you should do obviously. My love life is always wonderfully entertaining… For everyone else. Groan. He messaged me this morning: Right-o. No mention of the breakup, why we broke up, no sorry, no nothing. And what makes it worse is that he doesn’t…
Read MoreI’m pretty sure I just got dumped. I say I’m pretty sure, the Facebook unfriend and Whatsapp blocking gave the game away and just in case that wasn’t quite enough, he blocked my number for calls and texts too. Oh and Instagram. I’ve checked. I’m not really sure what happened. We didn’t fight, Brown Eyes and I. We weren’t even having a chat at the time. I just noticed the “online x minutes ago” had disappeared from his name on my open Facebook tab and when I clicked to investigate…
Read MoreWhen he’s not being really intense and super argumentative, Brown Eyes is a lot of fun. Not just in a sexual way, in every way. But today’s post is all about the sexual way. I’ve not even started writing yet and I can already promise you this one will be #NSFW. I’d made lunch ready for when he came ‘home’. It was his home, not mine, but for all intents and purposes, it’s our home. It might as well be, he keeps telling me it is plus I’ve started to…
Read MoreLife with him is like a whirlwind. It’s crazy. We’ve had two fights in two days, both of which resulted in me sleeping in his giant bed alone and him spending the night on the couch. I got the train over on Saturday night, the end date to be confirmed. This morning when I woke up alone for the second time, I realised four nights was too long, I needed to go home. My eyes were still a little swollen and sore from too many silly tears, and we’d started…
Read MoreCONTENT WARNING: contains details of non-consensual sex. One minute, Brown Eyes and I were screaming at each other in the middle of the living room and the next he was fucking me up against the draining board in the kitchen. It all happened so fast and I’m not entirely sure I wasn’t saying no as he didn’t even bother to unzip my jeans before tugging them around my ankles and shoving me up onto the countertop. In fact he even apologised afterwards if it had felt a little ‘rapey’ (his…
Read MoreThere hasn’t been a single point where I thought I had fallen in love with Brown Eyes, I just, I don’t know, always loved him? I just do love him. It’s like we’ve been together a hundred years and we know each other. I know how he snaps and gets shirty with me when I get snappy and shirty with him over the phone first thing in the morning. I know to leave him alone to calm down for a little while and then message him later, forgetting the entire…
Read MoreDid you ever see that episode of Sex and the City where Carrie dates the musician guy with some sort of undiagnosed ADHD? Well… That’s what it’s like dating Brown Eyes. It’s lovely and all, he makes me laugh no end and he’s so adorably cute and cheeky, you can’t help but fall in love with him. But man is it exhausting. Everything with him is a hundred miles an hour, from the moment he wakes up in the morning to the moment he goes to bed at night and…
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