Your lips are moving, you must be lying....

I may have some shortcomings,

but I'm actually not a bad person.

Like when I finally even drove across 

town to take Scott Martinez his stuff, 

including his phone,

even after telling him what an asshole 

he is for soliciting the company of

more than four dozen posters from Craigslist since getting back together 

with me. 

Yes, you read that right. 

Maybe you should read it again just

to let it sink in.

Yeah.

And that doesn't even count the girls

he was merely chatting & emailing with.

These were strictly the women & men 

he was soliciting for sex on the Internet.

Anyways, I took his stuff back to him.

Know what he does as soon as he gets his phone back?

Proceeds to use that phone to blow up my phone with no less than twenty texts, telling me basically what a piece of shit I am, blah blah blah. 

When I wouldn't respond or participate, he then began calling me. 

No sir.

I told you to lose my number.

Not planning to ever talk to him again.

He capped it off with a sappy "I'm sorry" voicemail. 

Which, was nice and a long-time coming.

But I am hard-pressed to believe him.

Would you?

I didn't think so.