So, Nathan discovered that I posted our conversation (you remember...the one where he called me stupid and an idiot because I thought that paying for dating sites was silly), and he flipped out about it.

I politely told him that I never talked behind his back..I pasted what he wrote word for word, so he made HIMSELF look like an asshole. Plus, I have no problem telling Nathan exactly what I think of him to his face. I couldn't care less about Nathan. He could disappear off the face of the earth tomorrow, and I wouldn't even notice. That's how little he matters to me.

I tried to be Nathan's friend for a long time, but there's only so much verbal and mental abuse I will put up with, and he was past his limit along time ago.

DIAF.

In the past year, I've realized that I have a type.


And that type is asshole.