Revenge of the Fallen
This is the usual story. Met my ex, he was awesome, started dating, met his friends, we all hung out. Then he decided to turn into a douche.
He wouldn't contact me, he'd barely reply to my msgs (only when he wanted sex of course). I'd see him out with other girls, sometimes with his ex. A real keeper.
I went for a trip to Europe for two months and when I returned, he reappeared and wanted to get back together. Surprise surprise.
This time armed with bitterness and intellect, I still had most of his mates numbers. I'd see him during the week and then during the weekends I'd txt his mates to come out. They all did.
One by one, I worked my way round his mates and it was delicious.
He pissed off yet again, and came back. Each time with me not wanting anything to do with him.
It's great to know that if he ever tries to fuck with me again, I will destroy him with this.
(p.s really couldn't think of a better title, sorry!)