Speaking of "X-Factor"

As I sit on my couch alone (don't worry I'm not touching myself) at 2am, I think to myself, "man fuck that n*gga...he ain't shit anyway...damn I miss that man". So excuse my language but 'why the fuck is it so hard to let go'? I mean 9 times out of 10 y'all aren't together for a reason. He/she cheated, y'all grew apart, shit was too stressful, he/she cheated, he/she cheated, etc...Either way, the shit wasn't meant to be...Or was it?

For me, probably not. I guess. But for everyone else, when is it ok to go back? If the answer is never, then when the hell do you get over the ex? For the most part, you just miss the thought of being in a 'ship. You had a sure fire movie/dinner/sex date, now you scroll down the contacts and point your finger *eyes closed*. You could status update or tweet about the wonderful time you were having in your miserable ass...i mean, beautiful relationship. Hell y'all might have even took a few trips together. But really, were you happy?

You're probably sitting there wishing he/she would see what they had and know that they fucked up. Their loss. You can't wait to hear them say it to you one day so you can go back, or be a spiteful bitch and bite back by shooting that too-little-too-late shit down. After all, that would make you feel better right? WRONG!

Grow up! Either give in and love her/him or let that shit go and love you. Your right. They lost. But you're lost. #worriedboutthewrongshit One of the best ways to find yourself is by yourself. Well at least in my book. So I say that to say, it took a while, but I'm loving life right now and so should you! Fine as hell and single! Fuck a 'ship! I think.........X-Factor.

Certified got-it-"Bad"