‘Hi Winnie.. how are you?’
Not today satan.. no today..

That’s the conversation in my mind with my ex.. well I wish it could be so in reality. Just that it ain’t.

Hi winnie. How are you?

Me: are you gonna die soon?
Ex: No. Why
Me: I thought you were calling to ask if I could be the sole beneficiary of everything you own..
Ex: Can we talk like grown ups?
Me: are you gonna inherit anything from your parents too? That’s awesome. Add that too.
Ex: Winnie please I…
Me: I know.. I know..
Ex: Damn it.. all I want is to know if you are fine
Me: Stop acting nice. It bothers me..
Ex: I ..
Me: bye sweetheart. It’s nice talking again