I had the worst weekend ever with one of the best twists in the world. Rob is an asshole as we all know so well. Well come to find out, he stole $40 from me and then jacks my cell phone (which only makes me paranoid because he has all the numbers now) but to prove a point I don't care. He stole the only way he had to get a hold of me so in all reality he fucked himself more than he fucked me. To top it off, I left the town without ever saying goodbye, kiss my ass or anything. SO I imagine by now he is pretty pissed off but do I care one little bit? Huh lemme think about it....um NOPE! I don't care if he never speaks to me again because it really isn't worth the lies and the stealing and the bullshit to be able to love him every once in a while. FUCK IT AND FUCK HIM! But the best part is, he got the phone but didn't get the charger and he has no money to put minutes on it. I mean what is he gonna do with the mother fucker? Nada...but it isn't my problem by any means. I have more important things to do than worry about his sorry ass. Fuck 'em.
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