this bitch...

frankly i am sick of this bullshit. these dumbass gays thinking they know how to run a goddamn relationship correctly. so last month i met this guy, im gonna call him reginald, i dont know if he thinks being awkward is cute, or clinging on to my every fucking move it appropriate, or berating me to come sit next to him on the other couch when im just tryin to eat my goddamn cheetos is ok in his mind, but to any normal, well adjusted person who knows how relationships work, its not ok.  i met him off grindr, first thing i did wrong, it is so irritating, it is the most annoying thing i have ever experienced in my twenty years of being on this planet, having to deal with a clingy fucking boyfriend. i understand you like me, A) you cant demostrate that to me by literally hanging onto my arm every second we're together, or B) trying to buy my love by secretly putting money in my bank account, then texting me saying "go look at your bank statement, luv you :)" not ok. it started out fine, we were shopping for bedroom furniture at ikea, trying to manuever through those goddamn convolutedass pathways to get to the back where they sell the mattresses. then asking me to lay with him like thats not awkward enough two men shopping for a fuckin mattress together. driving down to maryland to pick up a car that he said i was the reason he decided to buy it so he can see me more, horseshit. you have a job thats in another state and you dont like riding 3 trains to get there and back. have a good day. then he decides to have a clubbing night, and tells me to invite friends over to stay the night. little did i know he would change his goddamn mind that night saying, oh i only want one friend to stay the night, i dont know your other friends. loving how the other friends live an hour away and trains doesnt run that fuckin late. so we all had some drinks at his place, and he kept coming up behind me when i was trying to talk to my friends that i havent seen in about a year and interrupting me to talk about his day, bitch i've been with you the whole day, i dont need a recap on a day we fuckin shared. it was like the rebecca black of relationships. how are you gonna stand there and demand my attention when i have friends over, i understand its your house, but i gladly offered up my house instead, so dont even. we get to the club, and one of the girls drank too much and couldnt get past security, so i stayed out with them while he went fucking in the club. whatever, have fun. so i went in with my friend and this bitch reginald insists on taking me by the hand and dragging me in a circle around the dancefloor showing me off............. k so this club is split into the trashy twink side and the ghetto side, he pulls me through both. i see a bunch of people i know and i just hung my head down so avoid eye contact. then i go back down to the girls to see if they're alright and he gets mad that i dont stay up there with him. bye. so i went down and sure enough, good thing i got down there, one of the girls throws up on the sidewalk. so i stayed with her for awhile and go back up with my friend and we look for reginald and dont find him, so we dance near some of my other friends i met there. i turn my head and see him on a goddamn railing dancing drunk out of his mind, so we called him down and brought him over on the dancefloor. this was my other friends first time at that club, so i wanted to include him, but reginald had other plans, he decided to hold me to him and dance to his fucked up rhythm. so he was getting annoyed over stupid shit, so i said you're drunk, and he said "dont ever say im drunk to me again." this sent me over the roof because he's been doing that the whole month, like when i dont kiss him long enough, he goes "dont ever stop kissing me until i finish with you." really bitch? _____ no words. so i left to go back outside and he comes out and demands to talk to me, sorry im helping my drunk friend and you arent the only person in the world i care about right now. step off. so he keeps badgering me, so i pull my one girl friend around the corner and talk to her, and sure enough reginald comes waddling drunk around the corner and gets in my face and is like TALK TO ME BABUGHHH. so im like, listen, i need one minute away from you, can you handle that? took him 6 repeats of that phrase to get it through his thick head. so long story short, we broke up and he still messages me everyday going "i miss you baby, if theres anything i can do ....." enough. stop it.

i know i sound like a snotty stuck up bitch but people like that get on my nerves and i gave him ample time to tone it down.

bye.