Money Faced.

So I broke up with Justin OFFICIALLY today.

And I was told that he had found a job. So I'm just happy for him that he now has a stable job and that my prayers were answered.

But what makes me so sad right now, is that because of the break up, he has turned against me, calling me a 'liar' and 'money faced'.

Which is as good as saying that I'm a money faced lying bitch.

I don't deny that I love money, cuz money = stability and security for me. (For those who know.) Which are just the peeps from PRCS, ND and Jabie, I think. No one else knows shit, so yeah.

But anyone else whom I've never bothered with explanations won't really know. In case some THINK that they know shitloads about me, it's best I clarify.

I've lost the ability to love someone with my heart, maybe since the first two boyfriends, because when one HAS to find some way to survive, one can't get too fucking emotional.

And yes, I admit, for a period of time, I was out for a boy stable enough to just marry me and get me out of this fucking place.

Isn't that just pathetic?

I don't know. That's just how I feel now.

Maybe those who don't know me will roll their fucking eyes and say "Oh, please." But yeah, that's how I feel.

And I just don't like the fact that Justin wasn't gracious when we broke up and yet kept trying to make me feel bad just because I felt that I had to tell him that I have no feelings for him anymore.

Ugh.

NOW AT FUCKING 3AM HE WANTS TO PATCH UP?!

WTF.

I don't know what he fucking wants from me anymore.

Perhaps just for me to die of a slow torturous disease or for me to burn in eternal damnnation. I suppose that's waht he wants since he's petty by nature.