Stop being a little bitch

He said I was a friend he didn’t want to lose, but he just couldn’t love me like that.  I told him to go.  He wanted to come back and get his stuff.  I told him to leave my key.  The next day he said he wanted to come get his stuff, I said it would have to wait.  I’m not scheduling shit for him.  He should have grabbed all of it when he was leaving.  I’ve been moving on with my life.  I cried a little, but I have good friends and I’ve actually been getting over him.  I’m not lonely,  I’m not sad.  He was a fucking douchebag( he actually made the statement “Your weight doesn’t bother me, but it bothers me,” a few weeks back).  I should have dumped him a long time ago.  Now he’s playing the whole “I’m hurting too,” role.  I told him to grow the fuck up and get over himself. He can honestly go play in acid.