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*Smutty stuff in here* This is just about me and my most recent dating and sexual experiences.

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4. Yeah, I Broke up with Connor

Long story short, I brought Connor home for Thanksgiving, but I didn’t really like the way he interacted with my family. My family did like him, but I broke up with him soon after Thanksgiving.

I did it in the worst way possible.

I texted him.

I know, I know, I’m a terrible person, but we really hadn’t been dating that long, and despite all the psychical things we did, it was never really emotionally serious.

So I texted him when I knew he’d be waking up. I had been awake for about five hours trying to build up the courage to break up with him, and when I finally did, I felt relieved.

The text was as follows:

Okay, so Connor, I know I’m a horrible human being for doing it like this but I think we should break up.

We do nothing but make out and stuff and I honestly don’t know how to hold a conversation with you because I don’t know what to talk to you about.

And, let me be honest, we moved way to quickly in our relationship, like, for fucks sake I gave you a handjob on the first date!

You’re a nice, sweet person and any girl would be lucky to have you.

And  this isn’t a spur of the moment decision, I’ve been thinking about this for days and I’ve been up since 3am trying to write this text to you.

So, I’m sorry.

 

To which he replied:

Story of my life

 

And:

If that’s how you feel, goodbye.

 

AND THEN:
Just remember how far I traveled to see you and spend time with you. I thought we had some good conversations, I admit we moved quickly, I’m sorry for that. Tell your cat goodbye for me. Guess your dad wont have to worry about me.

 

And I was okay with him UNTIL THAT LAST MESSAGE. I mean, it pissed me off. Like, hung out with my cat for like ten minutes, and my dad just worried about me so he didn’t really like you, but seriously! What a dick! 

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