BUZZKILL

Alright, I writing in my journal and decided I had to put this out there in cyberspace for anyone who is willing to read it. Rachel (my now ex-roommate who's ex is now my boyfriend) keeps telling me that her and Rick (my bf, her ex) have been sleeping together, and wants to know if she should go get tested. Except the list of nights she gave me - I was either at his house with him or talked to him til we fell asleep, so there goes her story. What a fucking psychopath. I tried to be nice to her and tried to keep things kosher, but after all this, i sooo wanna just throw everything in her face. How she is crazy and that's why she doesn't have any friends. How she's a spoiled little brat and she sucks at giving head, and I've been fucking Rick since Halloween, and she can eat a dick if she thinks she needs to go get tested. How we're dating and actually care about each other, and I'm going to Florida with him this spring- NOT HER. And how the picture on them on his desk has been replaced by a picture of him and I, and he dumped out the piggy bank that says "Rachel's Ring Fund" and uses the Coors Light can bank I gave him. He is slowly but surely making smaller spaces for her and larger and greater spaces for me in his life. I really wish I could tell her all that. And that he constantly points out where they/she went wrong in the relationship, and I strive not to exactly those things so that I'm as different and far away from her as possible so that our relationship works. And that cat he got? He got it as a surprise for me. So shut the fuck up and get. out. of. out. lives. FOREVER.
So anyway, that's my current feeling on that. Basically I know that by writing this here, only L and maybe one other person (a complete stranger Im sure) will ever see it. And since I wanted her to read this anyway, this is perfect. I hope she finds this someday and gets it the fuck through her head that breaking up means leaving the other one the fuck alone. Peace.