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Imran is a fucking player

I've been so angry for the past day.

Received a text on Thursday, but because my phone was off, didn't see it till 8:30 am on Friday.

"Salaaammmm suki, how are you? how is life treating you? We haven't spoken in ages. Speak soon! Immy!"

I mentioned that he caught me on FB chat on Monday. Well, I was eating lunch downstairs and he said

Salaam Sukaina
How are you?

Then went offline like a wanker.

I FB messaged him back.

He came online again and we talked for 2.5 hours. As "friends". I might post the chat on at a later time.

He thinks I'm a fucking yo-yo. This is him treating me like a little doggie-bitch.

WTF?

Why have I attracted such a wanker into my life???? Am I this bad? Is my Shadow really, really, really this bad?

Burn, burn, burn. Heart and tummy and heart.



SMOULDERS.

And I haven't a clue what to do about this. How to answer.

I wrote a long text, lambasting him nicely. Thankfully, Providence has made it such that just as I'm about to send it, someone calls or texts me and makes me take a breath, think it over and stop myself from sending it.

He can burn. He can wait.

He can fucking apologise and explain why he's acting like the biggest twat in the fucking world.

Umair NEVER treats me like this.

Most men are neanderthals.

Lol. I asked Umair two days ago whether he would be offended if I was to hypothetically call him a man-boy.

He said: I'd prefer man-beast...... LMAO! xx

I love him sometimes, as a brother/kid/friend/prime idiot. Which reminds me, I have to reply to his email. He got a job, finally!

Sid texted me and she'll be speaking to me today. Give me some guidance, support.

And I thought Imran was "the one".....

Such an imbecilic idiot. I am. He is worse than that. He's fucking screwed up. A Psycho-type player.

Fucking Khoja man-boy.

And he updated his FB status last night:


Imran Lakha is kaiser soze!


12 hours ago via Facebook for BlackBerry · ·


Damn fucking right, you are. A sphinx, a myth, of no substance. A player.

A fucking Jekyll-Hyde person.

Aimed at causing devastation to someone as gentle and as kind and as honest as I am.

I don't want it to be a "poor me" story.

But, seriously!

WHY???

If you have to say something, like perhaps you're reconsidering your idiocy and really want to start again, want to apologise, want to explain all the shadowy, foggy, unbelievably frustrating and confusing things you've said and done: FUCKING PICK UP YOUR BALLS AND DO IT!
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