They Always Come Back...

I may have mentioned that I've not ever dated a person who didn't come back and realize what a douche they were, and how I'm the best thing that ever happened to them and they screwed up royally, and would do anything to have me.

Ok, so maybe not so dramatic, but they do come back.

The ex fiance tried to friend me on facebook, but I didn't accept it. I'm not the kind of person who likes to have anything to do with exes. You cant be friends with someone who saw you naked.

I especially wouldn't like to think of some skank (of course my manfriend only dated skanks, right?) picturing my manfriend naked whenever she's around. *puke* I'm so glad he was a virgin when we met! (I am allowed to have dillusions)

Anyway the ex messaged me, and told me that he's been celebate for two years (my guess would be it's because he super stinks in the sack) and not to feel bad for him. He had gone back to prison I think for two years, for writing false prescriptions, the same reason he had to go to rehab. Yea, I really picked some winners!

(oh long story short the ex was a big junkie with the pain pills, and worked for a carpet cleaner, and would steal old peoples prescriptions, and jewelry to fund his habit. He lived off of me like a sponge while I worked two jobs, and he didn't pay for anything but drugs. He also stole checks from his ex stepdaughter, and wrote himself checks to buy drugs, and printed prescriptions off the internet)

So, yea I don't think I'm missing anything, and making him leave was the best thing I ever did.