I was flirting with this girl in a random chatroom, we really liked each other so after she told me that she had just broken up with her stupid boyfriend, we decided to trade pictures. And that's when I found out she was my ex.
This morning I got my stuff before leaving to catch a train: my keys, my wallet, my cellphone and the trash. As I got on the train it took me 10 minutes to realize I still had the trash with me.
As I was walking to school, I stopped in front of a car window to look at my reflection. I was just about to pop the pimple on my forehead, when I realized that there were two pretty girls inside the car, laughing at me.
When I'm extremely upset at my fiance I don't think of ways to 'make her pay', rather I try to think of some romantic gesture to remind myself that I love her, and that these are the thoughts she deserves from me.
