Fuck you!

That little prick I hooked up with is being an asshole to me.

I don't get it.
I'm older, hotter, better than probably 85% of the chicks he's ever been with and I still get tossed out like yesterday's rubbish.

Pah-lease!

I need to remind myself I only hooked up with him for fun to clear my head of Anthony woes, but my self confidence is shot now and I feel a little stupid for what I did.

However, I do have a date on Friday night. I'm hanging out with Louis, I'm taking the plunge. He rang me tonight and we had a chat. I thought it would be awkard but it wasn't. It was nice. I'm excited but scared.

It's stupid, I never wanted to move on from Anthony. But I had to, and I think sometimes that can feel worse. I miss him heaps today. I guess there are going to be days like this.

Pretty sure everything I'm feeling Van Morrison has written a song for. Haha.
Ho hum. It's only been a week of ignoring Anthony. Seems like forever.

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