Well apparently, that asshole Yat forgot to delete his conversation with that motherbitch and I happened to read it. And hey! Surprise surprise! They were talking about sex, screaming each other's name while doing so, cuddling each other in bed, liking each other. They even skyped together! God knows whether that bitch showed off her tits or smtg. Like tha fuck man? When i read those messages, yat tried to snatch his phone from me. So what does that proves? Guilty?
I went back home, locked my bedroom door and cried my eyes out (luckily no one saw me crying at home, else i'll be a laughing stock in the family). The one thing im pretty much upset was Yat never showed any kind of remorse, or apologetic at least. He even told me to break up. His mistake, but he's trying to cover up by breaking up with me. Aint that a very immature thing to do? I couldnt take it so I met him at Sengkang. Yes, i initiated the meetup. Not him. Me.
So many things happened. Dont wish to rant all of them here. Well yea Yat texted her that he dont want to talk her anymore. That, i really appreciate it. But it's just wasnt enough. History can repeat itself. Im pretty sure of it. Honestly, deep down in my heart even though i want this relationship to last, i doubt it can ):
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