I very rarely truly get angry. But right now I’m pissed. I just want to move to Antarctica to be with the penguins - after I block his crazy ass and throw my phone in the river Thames. That would be nice. Just going off the grid. But it’s never so simple. I usually don’t block people, but he did ask. And I suppose sharing his texts is an invasion of privacy, except fuck him he can get fucked (as my American frens would say). And of course he’s still texting me, the unbelievable git.