My most recent ex, (who is one of my closest confidants), had invited me over and I really needed to talk about something... But as soon as I came over, he was on the phone and not seeming like he'd be ending the conversation any time soon. It sounded like he was talking to other women, and I was very jealous and began to cry.
I was very upset because I'd just driven an hour to see him, and being ignored, after HE had invited me over in the first place. I can't stand being blown off.
I normally don't cry -- I normally don't express my emotions very freely for the most part, but I could not stop weeping. I was curled up in a little ball on the couch, pulling these blue sheets around myself and bawling like a small child.
Then this really bitchy raver chick came over. She
was very attractive, (green eyes, red-violet hair), and started to glare at me. She told me to shut up and quit sniveling. I asked her who the hell she was to tell ME to shut up and she said something to the effect of:
"Well, like, I'm his GIRLFRIEND!" in a really snooty
voice and I lost it and gouged her eyes out with my thumbs.
