Blech. The ex called. Blah di blah blah blah, I'm so depressed, blah blah blah, I look like a freak now because I have dreads(if you didn't want them, why the hell did you get them? twit), blah blah boring blah. I swear he calls people just to hear himself talk, because I literally said three sentences the entire time, and the rest of it was "Okay".

Actually, this sums it up very well(msn conversation betwixt Alicia and I; I said the ex called, she asked what he had to say, I said the above):

alicia says:
besides "I'm pathetic without you... and with you, but that doesn't matter... I think I'll comb my hair over sideways and slit my wrists"
"And if wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak." says:
[he said] I've been ever so depressed since we broke up
"And if wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak." says:
LOL
"And if wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak." says:
see
"And if wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak." says:
he said he got sent to Lakeland for a week...because he ODed...he never made it clear if that was accidental or not...but either way I was restraining myself from giving him a "stop being pathetic and self-pitying and get the hell OVER it"
alicia says:
"listen michelle, do you hear that? that is my pain and agony spilling out as I draw the knife slowly over my pale sk--OW HELL that hurts"
alicia says:
the boy has problems
alicia says:
he needs a Jesus
alicia says:
you're not his Jesus
"And if wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak." says:
I think I'm a bad person
"And if wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak." says:
LOL
"And if wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak." says:
LOLOLOLOL

(Lakeland is some kind of mental place/rehab for teens, from what I gather)

That sums it up pretty well. I have such witty friends. But yeah, he went into this big spiel about how he's been in a downward spiral since we broke up, because the one thing he was hoping for was that we wouldn't break up, and etc. etc. yada yada, there should've been an intermission. I'm sorry, but c'mon, it was over two months ago. And we dated for two months. You should be well over it by now. Dave says either I've got powers, he's messed up, or both. I'm thinking it's the second, because I know I'm not that great(and I don't mean that in a self-pitying way, I mean that in a someone would have to be a freakin' angel to deserve that). As the below quiz result said, I'm a narcissist...I know what my flaws are and I'm still proud of them. So go find another emo kid or something, 'cause all you're doing is annoying the crap out of me.

Getting kicked off the computer, that's my rambling inward glance/rant for the day. How exciting.