This friday the concept was to go to London, however, David had then decided that “it wasn’t happening” so I got stuck with the dogs for the weekend (which ruins my weekend) while he claims to be down in Brighton.  This fucked me off, so as usual I gathered dirt from his various accounts.

Turns out he’s still going and obviously just didn’t want me around, normally I can live with this, but he’s been inviting certain people down to London instead and as well as this being a rather huge lie I’m not going to put up with his shit.

So oddly enough I’ll be going out in London on friday night too as I’m there for the whole day.  If I see him it’ll be dramatics to the highest order and if not I’ll stalk the car park of the hotel he’s staying in to ensure he’s in London then I’ll text him claiming to see him around and I’ll follow that with more dramatics.

If he thinks he can lie this shit to me he’s fucking wrong.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not psycho bitch, he did invite me but then last weekend changed his mind but instead of telling me the truth while I rot away at home as a cheap dog sitter he lied big time.  I’ve never done anything like that to him so understand where I’m coming from.

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