I hate DB so much!
I have never been so damn passionate about hating someone so much.
I mean, I'm not even one to hate. I was raised as a child no to hate. I was told that you don't hate people, you just dislike what they do. Well, I do still agree and live by that, sorta, but right now, as an adult, I hate DB so much!!! This anger just comes from who knows where & I don't know how to release it or make it go away. I know that I'd like to release it on his face as I'm knocking his lights out, but I'm just not that person. I'm the better person. I'm the one w/ the balls, unlike the male in this situation
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He has mental problems man, and that's no lie. He treats women like objects, has no respect for anyone but himself, only cares about anything that will benefit him, he's blatantly suggestive w/ complete strangers, preys on the vulnerable and innocent, and then ignores them, calls them the wrong name, and proceeds to play it off as if it's a part of his boyish charm. He's self absorbed and needy, and is the BIGGEST attention whore I've met to date. He's got one too many screws loose. I know this shouldn't concern me, considering that I'm over it and don't talk to him, but I do occasionally run into him...like tonight. So because of the constant running into him, and the now ignoring him cause he's a complete WACKO, well, I am still emotional, but I am keeping my self cool, calm, and collected. Again, (fingers pointing to me) I am the better man.
I tried to ignore him all night & I did a damn good job, that is until he realized he wasn't getting my attention (being the attention whore that he is), and so he approached me and then proceeded to wear me & my friend out w/ his non-stop jabbering about god only knows what. I was totally yawning. Sorry DB, no attention from me...sucka! I was just waiting to see when he was gonna wear himself out. Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock...
And now that I'm home for the evening he's sending me Fbook messages saying that I looked hot tonight, even if I did want to kill him. Yep, that's right, I did look damn good tonight. At least he noticed that.
I'm so over it, yet still angry about it. Can't he just disappear please?
Go away & leave us alone to do our thing w/out you, mkay!
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