I understand that not all relationships work. Hell, most crash and burn in a giant ball of flame and make the people watching the train wreck happen think “Wow thank Christ that isn’t me.” But there’s also another side to break-ups, where there isn’t any ball of flame and there’s simply a single text that makes you think “Why the fuck was I dating you in the first place?”
This is an example of the latter.
- Cats are for single women who eat tubs of ice cream on the couch while watching shitty rom-com’s at least once a week every week, not men.
- Wow, clingy much?
- Well fuck you too dude.
- And this is how I know you are probably god-awful in bed.
I think we can all agree that she’s lucky to get the fuck outta there early.