If you’re secure with your relationship, you wouldn’t pay attention to my blog. You wouldn’t even stalk me in the first place.
Dear, I can smell your insecurity from where I’m sitting. 😂 What, rant about you? How about you stop stalking my social media accounts and blog first? 😒 Hope for the impossible? Wanna bet? I hate being in trouble, but don’t ever dare me. I can be very competitive. 😂 I keep writing about him? Please don’t make me laugh. He’s not the only man I know. Puh-lease. 😂
What, I should be thankful because you’re viewing my “nonsense page” so I’m getting +1 view? O.M.G. I will let my last month’s view stats do the talking.
Ah, you accuse me of not being able to move on from the issue, but hey look, WHO KEEPS STALKING MY PAGE AND EVEN COMMENTED ON MY POSTS? Oh right, IT’S YOU. I was just minding my own business here, writing stuff as usual, when suddenly I got a notification for 2 pending comments. And what are the comments about? The same fucking issue. You even added me on Facebook. One word: PATHETIC.
You think this is acting bitchy? No, this is NOT bitchy. This is me responding to your comments. Trust me, you wouldn’t want me to be on bitchy mode. I don’t want to make anyone cry. No one insults me and gets away with it. But since I’m obviously more mature than you (we’re miles apart on the maturity spectrum, with you on the bottom end), I’ll let you off the hook. Again. Now, leave me be while I’m still being gracious.
Honey, you reek of insecurity. You’re trying to intimidate me by using big words like “love” and “forgiveness”. But deep down, you’re scared. You are scared of me. I don’t know why exactly, but I’m guessing it’s because your relationship is at its breaking point at the moment. You have too much trust issues and now, you are haunted by paranoia. You are so terrified of what could happen if I continue being friends with him and so, you do your best to make sure we cannot contact each other anymore. I can only laugh at the absurdity of the situation. You keep checking my page if I posted anything – even remotely – related to him, so you can accuse me of clinging onto him. Even if I don’t, you still insist. What a joke.
Let me emphasize this one more time because you seem to have some difficulty comprehending it: I WRITE ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN. I GET INSPIRATION FROM PEOPLE I MEET, BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I WRITE ABOUT REALITY. LET THAT SINK IN. Given your close-mindedness (or should I say, simple-mindedness?), it might take a while. Pero siguro naman kaya this year?
I’m done ranting now. I’m just gonna relax, enjoy my cup of coffee and keep on blogging. While I’m busy here, keep entertaining me.