Shouldn’t have checked. Shouldn’t have been a curious cat. An idiotic curious cat and checked. Saw her in that dress and I have this strong feeling she wore it because he suggested her to do so. A dress similar to the one he bought for me, when we first dated. The one that I exchanged for another top, because I felt like I will never wear it lest, for an occasion.
I don’t know. I definitely don’t miss him. I don’t yearn for him after all his asshole moments. I hate him, such an egoistic bastard. I don’t know really. Maybe he is one of those bad memories that will always leave a bad aftertaste in my mouth, and trigger that horrible feeling in me.
Out of sight, out of mind. *chants*
