Hey guys. Welcome i guess. I got dumped a few days ago. On a tuesday. The day before we were 2 months together.
With we i mean my ex boyfriend and i. He dumped me so good. He was so real. It was a nice experience. I mean, i cried 3 hours at home and ate everything what we had at home, but still.
He said ''I've came to break up with you. I have 3 reasons. 1, we never see each other. 2, i like you not that much anymore. 3, you deserve so much better, you deserve someone who loves you and care way more about you then i do.''
I was so relieved. But also really sad. I saw it coming. He ignored my questions and left me on read. He smoked more then before. He was really nervous when he told me he wanted to break up with me. He was shaking when he talked. He looked away. And i was worried about him.
He broke up with me at school, with lunch. In real.
Okay look, i always get dumped by text. Never irl. I am so grateful that he dumped me irl. Seriously.
''Nothing last forever, even cold november rain.'' - Guns 'n roses/ November rain. It's true. And i'm so happy that he kept his promise. At the begin of our relationship he promised me he should never lie. He never lied. I'm so fucking happy about that. It was nice as long as it lasted. He isn't a fuckboy, he isn't a ''nerd'', he is special. And i really, really hope he gets an amazing girlfriend. I really do.
I am so grateful for all the sweet mems. He probably don't read this. But if he does, thanks (again) for everyting.
Love is amazing and shitty at the same time. Love isn't some stupid quote on tumblr or pinterest. You feel it.
The last time we hugged and kissed each other was 3 weeks ago. And i can say, it was amazing. It was the best goodbye hug and cheek kiss i've ever had. I'm smiling right now lol.
Everybody need somebody- (November rain again). And i need my friends. The first day being single again was hard. But i wore my fave heels and cropped top, paired with a leather jacket and highwaisted jeans. And i felt damn hot. His friends looked at me with jaws dropped. I felt great. And then my best friend screamed trough the whole school:'' YAAAAS QUEEEN SLAYYYYY!'' I love her. I'm such a dirtbag.
I love my friends, especially my internet friends. They're amazing.
Okay enough cheesy shit. Goodbye hoomans.
YOU ARE READING
Space.
RandomSpace is a book that contains my feelings. I'm just going to write shit and maybe put some poems in it. I don't know. Enjoy the (maybe) relatable sad truth of my thoughts.
