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You know what's really funny? Somehow, if my exes were sending me pictures of their a** or their new piercings, or, better yet, videos of themselves MASTURBATING, I would tell them to stop or I wouldn't be able to maintain a friendship anymore. If my exes called me at 3 in the morning to b***h about their day which was horrible because they created the drama that made the situation become as bad as it did and then accused me of being insensitive, I wouldn't talk to them anymore. If I told my exes I didn't want to talk to them and they called me 32 times within the hour on both my room phone and my cell phone using both her own house and cell phones and then getting her friends to call me while she was on the other line waiting, and when that didn't work she starts to IM me incessantly from a minimum of 5 screennames while creating more cuz I've blocked her main 3, I'd call the police and request a restraining order. Yet, the person is worried about ME being unfaithful and my irrational behavior whenever the ex calls. How can you call this a serious relationship? I can handle being single...I just don't appreciate being strung along. It's almost enought to make a girl throw morals to the wind. So many nights of passionate ******** I could have had and all those sweet kisses and flings that I turned down... All of the relationships I could have had-gone to waste. And for what? Because of my little feelings; because I was in 'love'; because I cared. Good waste of my ******** energy and time.

Well I've got a surprise for him and everyone else on my growing shitlist - I've got 2 months left. I'm transferring and I'm changing my name and my major. I spend too much time caring about other people-it's time I learned to love and care for myself.