Alright, so I like to do this torturous thing from time to time. Last year, H hooked up with this girl that I was kinda-sorta friends with (only in social situations, really). He used to bring her around to all the parties and what not. She even drove out to see him when he was still in California for school. So, because I love to suffer, I constantly look at her stupid photos on stupid facebook and wonder if he's seen them, if he wishes that things didn't end badly with her...yada yada yada. I don't think she would bother me if he didn't bring her into conversations every once and a while. Like he's still spiteful or something. Other than that though, she wouldn't bother me. I mean, c'mon, I'm totally prettier than her.*

*Ha, yeah right. Funny.