the ex.
we talk sometimes
lately.
usually when he's been drinking.
which he does a LOT of, apparently.
instant messenger.
probably the 2nd bane of my existence.
(next to this stupid dog im taking care of. i am NOT a dog person.)
i love IMing
its fun
and it requires little or no effort.
but i hate how easily things get out of hand...
vodka.
a wonderful and terrible thing
which my ex likes to drink a lot.
the perfect storm.
all three combined = very no.
we laughed, we cried, (okay probably just he cried)
things got really awkward
he got bitter
and then sweet
and i tried not to encourage him
*"tried" being the operative word here
and ultimately, i learned something.
dont IM drunk ex boyfriends unless you want to spend the entire night peeping through your fingertips completely terrified of what mortifying thing he's gonna say next.
examples:
"you have 'stupidly-cute' in spades"
"you're a cunt"
"to be completely honest i want to club you like a baby seal and impregnate you behind the middle school"
"if you were with me you'd be home"
(referencing an Owl City song that i love)
out of context, they're bad enough
in context, i basically had no clue how to react.
which is why messenger is wonderful
cuz all he saw was "lol"
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