I don't really know what this is anymore... sometimes a journal, sometimes a rant, sometimes fiction, sometimes fact, always for myself.

 

was i drunk the entire relationship?

because i’m astounded that i put up with an undeserved ego that size and that level of prick-ish-ness for that long.

don’t get me wrong, i love confidence… but it has to be warranted. 

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