Amigos? No.

Sooooo, tell me why Wavelength feels the need to send me random text messages about how “fucking awesome” his life his going. As if I’m that interested in the goings-on of some random guy I met at the club 8 months ago and who I’ve spoken on the phone with twice in that time. In case you don’t remember who Wavelength is, he’s the guy that was blowing hot and cold, planned a date, then brought his friend along at the last minute. He ended the date after less than an hour and a half, because he wanted to go smoke weed with his friend. After I took that as a clear sign that dude wasn’t interested, I moved on, until he started hitting me up randomly, saying he hadn’t heard from me and thought I was dead. He even mentioned taking a 8 hour road trip to a destination we’d both like to go to.

I’m taking that trip, but it won’t be with him. Got no major hard feelings, but I don’t want to hear about the guy he’s dating and how they made their shit official on Valentine’s Day, especially since my Valentine’s Day was awful (wow I’m complaining again, but this is my blog so fuck it). Along the way, I realized that Wavelength is a bit of a poser and I genuinely lost interest in him. I sound bitter, but I’m really just salty about the fact that after he wasted my valuable time and blew hot and cold, he wants to hit me up and chit and chat. No sir, not happening.