He was abusing me And talking like a drunk person. So I cut the call. And took a breathe. It was really happening he wanted an out too?
I don’t like anybody telling me what to do. How hard is it to understand that. I’m not talking to him because of that.
He’s blocked me on instagram. Good. The more I forget his regional language. The more I’ll forget him. The sparked died, when I blew him in the car. I knew it we were over.
Just kept denying. Because he was there infront of me. Now I’m okay.