You wanna hear about bad blood? My ex came back from a vacation once (Birthright holiday to Israel to be exact) , only to break up with me due to her newly found religious beliefs since I didn’t share her new-found faith. Like, crazy shit, right?! So while she was telling me all this stuff I am just calmly walking around the living room with a garbage bag as though I’m cleaning and going “ahuhhh, yeahh…” and methodically getting everything she owned into this heavy duty garbage bag. When I was finished, and she was still talking lol, I handed her the bag and when she asked me what was in it (this is how fucking self involved she was. Didn’t even notice what I am doing!) I told her it’s a bunch of trash, so she went to the back of the house and instead of putting this in her fuckin’ car, she threw all her belongings from my home into the trash. I said nothing at that point and wished her good luck. A few months down the road she actually tried to hit me back saying it was a mistake. By then I had slept with her best friend and found everything about the current situation amusing as fuck.
Guap. Out.
