Oh this shit… This shit mind fucked me.
Person: “Aww how old is she?”
This entire sentiment is hidden in that minor correction. Talk about passive agressive.
After months of not talking, you finally decided to block me on Facebook. And before you go and get all “ha this bitch still checks up on my shit” let me make one thing clear. I don’t. I happened to come across an old conversation of ours as I was scrolling through my messages. Your picture came up but your name didn’t. Let’s face it, curiosity got the better of me so I clicked your picture and it said I didn’t have access.
At this point I feel like I must thank you. You made my life so much easier because now I don’t have to see shit I don’t care about on my feed and I’m also not the one who pussied out and blocked/deleted the other person first.
Took you five months but thank you.
Granted, curiosity is still eating at me and I would like to know why, after all this time, you decided to do what you did.
So, my dear past love, did you finally get sick of reading how well I’m doing without you? ;P
Haha. I’m done.