it could be the hormones, but i really don't like J right now. not even a little bit.
since he feels like he can stay out all fucking night while i'm stuck at home, i felt the need to prove him wrong.

i went out last night and had a gay ol' time with my friends. not only did i ignore every single phone call from him, i made sure everyone i know told him they didn't know where the hell i was. and the best part? i didn't come home at 4am and attempt to crawl in bed so i wouldn't wake that asshole. i didn't bother to come home at all. at least not until i'd had breakfast with friends, did some shopping for my baby girl, saw a movie with friends, had lunch with friends, and went to the park and sit in my car to do some thinking.

just imagine the joy i felt when i walked through the door and the first words out of his mouth were "WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN? IT'S ALMOST 2:00 IN THE AFTERNOON! I WAS UP ALL NIGHT WORRIED SICK ABOUT YOU! [insert more bullshit i couldn't possibly care less about here]"

unfortunately for him, i have the ability to piss him off and scare the shit out of him at the same time by simply ignoring his dumb ass. if it wasn't for his immature bullshit, i wouldn't have to be so petty and vindictive. it's like every couple of months he gets out of pocket so i have to whip his ass back into shape.

while i was thinking about stuff at the park, i decided that asshole does not have anymore "get out of jail free" cards. it's pretty obvious our little girl and i are not number one on his list of priorities, so he shouldn't be at the top of mine.
maybe reality has set in and he doesn't like what he sees so he's trying to reassure himself his [social] life isn't over; but i will leave his ass and never ever let him see his little girl. she deserves much better than what he's offering right now-- being an asshole who refuses to grow up.

Labels: baby business, my love, this is who i am, weekend stuff

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