Frick

Frick. Frick. Frick. Frick. Frick. Frick.
And in case you missed it - FRICK!

Woke up yesterday to discover that my ex, who has only been my ex for 2 months and a couple of days, was in an engaged relationship.
OK, well not him, but the tramp he is with changed her status to engaged, and all the comments that followed she wasnt denying it. He is still at single status, because he doesnt want the world to know his business (personally i think its coz he's ashamed to be with her - she is butt fuck ugly!!)

Anyway, finding that out hurt. Hurt really bad. Worse then when we broke up.
I gave him 4.5years of my life, and he STILL wasnt ready to get a house together. I was planning on MOVING back down to where i moved from to be with him, and he STILL wasnt ready to get a house together.
So i was hurt that he was engaged to this fugly tip-rate (Thanks JB! <3) after being with her for a total of about 5months (over the space of 2.5 years).
So i messaged him, nothing nasty. Just telling him i'd like the rest of my money before he goes ahead and gets a house and makes the biggest mistake of his life by marrying not only the rebound, but also the chick he cheated on with me.
Got a message a few hours later saying it was a test, ad it worked. He wanted to see who it was that was telling everyone shit.
Told him it was a mutual friend of mine and the skank. He reckons they went through her friends and narrowed it down to a few people - none of which is the person that is the mutual friend i was talking about.

So anyway, i put on a brave face coz i was at my besties house, and one of her friends that i dont know that well was over.
Came home, couldnt stop thinking about it. Started drinking.
A friends friend managed to keep me distracted for a while, and we've decided we're going to swap brains for a bit. Just need to figure out how to do it.....

So after being drunk, i messaged him again, coz i knew he was at work.
Nothing nasty. Just more along the line of oping he is happy the wedding will be small coz his family doesnt approve, hoping his happy his children will never have grandparents, hoping he's happy she is not welcome anywhere when it comes to his family, hoping he's happy and he and i can no longer have a civil conversation anymore, just stuff like that.
Just trying to really make him think that perhaps this relationship isnt the best one for him.
In saying that, a huge part of me doesnt want him back, and never will and barely wants to talk to him. But another huge part of me wants him to be happy, whatever he decides, and another huge part of me does want him back.
I am in too many parts :-(

Anyway, we messaged, he told me i should stop drinking and go to bed, so i responded with a message that i hoped made him laugh, coz i laughed while sending it.
It was just "You cant tell me what to do.. shush. go to work :-P" or something equally as childish.

I didnt hear from him again.
I went to bed.
Then got a phone call.
His ex best friend (the one that i slept with previously). Havent heard from him in AGES, and then out of the blue he calls him.
Wants to know if he can come over. I know i should say no, i know i should go back to sleep. But instead, i find myself telling him to bring something to mix with vodka with him.
He arrived, baring juice. Good boy.
We have a couple of drinks, and go to bed. I try to resist, but in my drunken state it didnt work so well.

Next morning i wake up to him giving me a back massage (OMG... heaven!!!!) and hearing him whispering "I love you"
I make some mumble/groan sound to indicate i'm semi sleeping still, and then he lays it on me: Would i ever consider being in a relationship with him, even after everything that has happened?

WTF!!!?!??!?!?
This is the guy who denied we ever slept together (and now i can understand why), and did everything he could to prove that i was lying (to the point of even making up a fake hacking transcript of my telephone records to prove i got someone to lie to me) - he even began to make me paranoid that i was lying when i know i wasnt!!
What he did could've broken up my relationship with my bf, and his family, and lost me somewhere to live (i was living with them when it came out).

So even after all that, and us not talking in ages, and the fact he has a girlfriend, and he STILL asks me!
So i cried a little. Told him there was a time when i thought we would've been together, and that was going back 5years, when we first met. But not he's my Logi Bear - a really really close friend (just one i never talk to anymore...)

I rolled over, and ignored him. Ignored his attempts to get me to talk to him, ignored his attempts to get me to kiss him, ignored his attempts to get me to do anything with him.. and it was hard!
But somehow i managed, coz he left after an hour or so of trying.

The whole time he was here i had Gotye's "Someboody I Used To Know" running through my head, and i kept thinking about my ex and his "fiance"

Now, i think i will clean the shit out of the house, and change my sheets, and vacuum and mop, and clean teh fish tank and cook to make myself feel better and take my mind off things.

Although i do have a reminder of last night - a hicky on the side of my neck, the size of a $5 note.... that has been folded once or twice.
At least i got out with my face in tact - i swear he was trying to eat it each time he went to kiss me.
Worst. Kisser. Ever.

FML

***Edit: It has now been confirmed that my x is NOT engaged.
He told me last night. Although, like i told him with all the lies he'd fed me lately i'm not too sure what is the truth and whats not when it comes from his mouth"