Holy shit, I can’t fucking believe it!
Owen is a total fugly squeaky voiced fatty face turd!
Say what you will (I know I do!) about me or any one else, but we all make judgments, we all appraise others, and the first thing we judge, is what we see, the outside, and while I do more than judge based solely on the external, I must admit, it is a factor for me.
Lexy sure as hell made judgments about peoples appearance, and the fact that she ever even BOTHERED to foster ANY kind of relationship with Owen, baffles me, he’s not good looking at all, not even in the “Seth Rogan / Michael Cera” cute geeky awkward nerdy oddball way either, he’s just so fucking “meh” faced, his voice is borderline grating, he’s freaking FAT (I carry a few extra pounds, so I’m just barely a tad chubby, but I’m not anywhere near fat) has an ugly assed blond curled fro for hair, and according to Lex, is hung like a mouse.
And yet, he managed to steal her away from me, fuck her, and then make her cry, time and again, with his actions and words.
So he with all his fuglyness, had the BALLS to steal my girlfriend from me, while I’m toiling away at a crap job, while he gets all his shit given to him by his rich daddy back in Canada (or Antigua, where ever, the man moves someplace new every year apparently) but he has the balls to steal her while I’m 1600 miles away, fuck her, and get her stoned every fucking weekend after she gets off work, but he doesn’t quite have the balls to KEEP her.
The shit-faced fucktard.
I have NEVER stolen another guys girl, ever, and I don’t plan on ever doing it, but if I DID decide I had the balls to do it, I would by-god fucking KEEP her for myself, and not be a shit faced little limp dicked man-bitch about it.
Simply put, given what all Lex has told me about him, and that I saw on the youtube video, I’m packing more all around in personality, street smarts, talent, looks, soul, masculinity, relational skills, respect for other people, and manhood than him.
I mean, to be perfectly honest, comparing me to him is like comparing a mint condition 1980’s economy crap box, to a mildly worn slightly rough classic late 60’s performance sedan, pickup-truck or even muscle car.
I don’t care if the thing is like new, any eco-box from the 1980’s to about 2002 is a POS not worth the steel it’s made of, even if it IS some shiney import.
Anyone who knows a dammed thing about cars knows that when it comes to soul, reliability (with proper maintenance of course) performance, and all around enjoyment and fulfillment in driving, you’d be HARD pressed to beat a solid hunk of American Iron.
The way I see it, Lex downgraded from a solid sweet ride in an old Camaro to a ride in a shiny but bland and crappy slightly newer Toyota Camery, a nice, bland, crapbox versus a sweet, exciting, and sexy hot rod.
Clearly, I could be totally wrong in all of this, but I don’t think so, and Ive yet to have ANY proof to the contrary.
But then I must weight all of that, and the last 3 months (I’ve reviewed EVERY exchange Lexy and I had over Skype) against what she told me on the phone Sunday night.
While she is sorry she hurt me, she does not regreat a single thing she’s done thus far, and if there was any way for us to be back together, she’s not 100% sure if she would do it or not.
That likely should feel like a shot to the balls, but somehow, I knew all of that going into the relationship almost two and a half years ago, so it doesn’t.
So it looks like I was right way back in the middle of November; 2 years, two months two weeks and two days.
I can honestly say that is the longest continuous romantic relationship I’ve been in, in my life.
So fuck you mister Canada, I don’t care one way or the other about you to be honest, but while I am being honest, you are now on my short list of people whom I will curb-stomp if we ever cross paths on the street.
That’s not a threat BTW’s its just me stating the consequences for certain actions, events and or happenings that others may incite, inspire or otherwise start up.
Deuces, rock, hate n love,
~Caleb
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