I've never had an overnight stakeout at my exes or "accidentally" showed up at the same place they were at. Hell, I don't even cock-block or talk shit (5 years ago would've been a different story though). BUT that don't mean I don't get loca. I'll be the first to admit that I've been one to mix my birth control with my crazy-pills more than once. Just ask any of my girls:
Her: He's going to call you today
Me: No he's not, he hates me
Her: He does not hate you, watch before you get off work he's going to call
Me: I'm convinced I turned him off and he doesn't like me anymore and I'm never going to talk to him again
Me: Hold on, he's calling me *moded face*
Her: OMFG. Tell me you're seeing him tomorrow?
Me: Huh? Oh, I said I'd call him back
I PROMISE the only reason I said I'd all back was because I was really busy at work. But I apologize for my crazy nevertheless. Perhaps Jozen Cummings, the blogger I love to hate (only 'cuz he's so fucking good) said it best when he delivered this gem to all my future (ex)boyfriends lol:
To read the rest of Man to the Next man click here, and trust me, man or woman you want to read it. I'm inspired to write a Woman to Next Woman post, or maybe I'll just write one about my cray-cray, hmmm ...