Serenity. Stop replying to him. And don't open anymore! Delete before you read them! I'm on my phone. Wish I could help more. Hugs!
Ditto. DITTO. DITTO, Girl! Why? Why do that to yourself? Tell me now that your birthday present to yourself will be no more texts back OR forth from this heartless pr!cK!
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac