Finally!

I'm getting my stuff back from my ex. This is a verrrryy good thing because I'll be able to move on with my life once I get my stuff back.

So, after he left me I became friends with his (ex) best friend. She saw how he's changed while we were together and she didn't like it either. He's turned into one of those guys that thinks they're the shizz and that everyone should bow down to his imagined awesomeness.

After I showed the girl the mean messages he sent me, she told me that he didn't do one of them. She said that he uses perfect grammar and blahblahblah. She said she would get me my stuff back, too. On Thanksgiving, Gabbie called me up and told me what he said. He basically said he was too lazy to give my stuff back. All he really needs to do is send it in the mail. She's holding this super expensive knife of his ransom until he gives her my stuff.

It's weird though, they've been friends for like three years and she's never been to his house. Gabbie's gonna kind of just show up and get it and I'm gonna give her his address
November 27th, 2009 at 10:30pm