insolent toddler princess.

 

FINITE.

      

it’s giving me a sick amount of pleasure imagining the amount of time and effort it took my ex boyfriend to come up with the sentence “I’ll dig it up and throw it in the package.” 

It’s so beautifully apathetic and disdainful, i can’t handle it.

Dig.
Throw.

Like he’s a dog and my jacket is some filthy toy he’s misplaced. He’ll dig it up for me. He’ll dig it up and throw it into the package. Throw.

I just imagine him like, Hmmm… what’s the least amount of effort I can put into an action? Digging and Tossing? Is that it?  “I’ll dig it up and toss it in the package.” No no, not quite. Digging and Throwing? “I’ll dig it up and throw it in the package”. That’s it.

I can’t stop thinking about this, I really can’t.

And I am 100% aware of the fact that this makes me a complete psychopath and I do not give one shit. And I will continue to not give one shit until I am no longer able to convince myself that this sentence was manufactured to make me go insane and not, simply, an unintentionally callous stringing together of words.

………..Ok. Done.  I am a psychopath. 

 

He just hates me, so these things come naturally.