Thursday, 16 December 2010

I can smell my freedom

I am done with it. I am absolutely over and done with it. I have had to put up with so much of this shit and I don't want to be hurt anymore. I am the only person that is actually causing myself so much pain by keeping all your fricking e-mails, by visiting your facebook page regularly to see how you are because you don't reply to any of my e-mails. After all the shit I've done for you, you don't even seem to be capable to let me know how you are. Even though you know I love(d) you and I'm concerned about you. I haven't been the obsessive type with you I've left it how (apparantly) you wanted it to be. I didn't e-mail you too often (e.g. I've only send you two emails in the last four to six weeks which is nothing, telling you how I was doing, trying to approach you as a friend). I've gotten to a point right now in which I don't give a shit anymore. I've said this so many times to myself but today I'm changing my life drastically. I've had enough of this complete and utter bullshit and today I actually mean it.

I've deleted all your pictures of my phone and GOD that felt so good. They've been on there for more than several months now and I should've done it earlier. I didn't even look at the damn pictures, there wasn't a need for me to even look at them.

I've also just deleted 46 emails that I received from you over the past couple of months, all the exchanges of emails we've done and all the sweet and sour bitter crap that we shared and all the shit I've helped you with. I even deleted the folder I kept your fricking emails in because there's no need for me to keep it anymore because you're not sending me anything back anyway. GOD that feels great as well. But that's just one e-mail account let's go to the other and see what we can find. Ergh, deleted another folder with another 13 emails in it. I'm more than sure that there have been more but I'm happy I can't find them at the moment.

My laptop is fairly new so I don't have that many photo's on it but lets see what we can find and can delete. Good, only two photo's of us....DELETE...GOD the smell of freedom!

I have deleted your text messages a very long long time ago so I don't have to worry about that.

There is only one thing left that I want/need to do. Saterday (in less than two days) is my birthday. You broke up with me just a couple of days before your own, I still called you and I still gave you your present. I haven't heard from you in ages while YOU made ME promis to keep in touch, to let each other know how we are. I tried to live up to that promise. Too bad you never replied to my e-mails and I haven't heard from you for over 4 or 6 weeks even. If you contact me in any way on my birthday trying to congratulate me...fine...that means that we can be friends, but the effort won't come from my side. If you don't...Easy that means that you're no longer a friend to me. I've already found the right button on facebook to get you out of my friends list. I will however, send you and your family a Christmas card, because I had a great bond with them, especially his mother and she helped me (more importantly I helped the fricking bastard and her more than the other way around, no offence towards the woman it's a lovely, lovely lady and he should be proud to have a mum like that but the only thing he can do is complain about her)with so many things. To me it is just a way to say; 'Thanks for everything, have a nice life'.

For some reason I can't wait to hit that little button on facebook that says: 'Remove from friends'. It might seem evil, but I am so fucking happy that I am finally able to just let go of this son of a bitch after three and a half months... As I already stated; I can smell my freedom

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