I Don’t Like You, Get It?

Guess who I am talking to on the phone.
A certain person who I have no idea why they are calling me and no idea why they think that they should be calling me.  It makes no sense as to why they are talking to me.  And why they want to see “what I was up to” and all that shit.  It makes no sense, really.
Actually, it’s kind of creepy, since I was just thinking the other day, about how if he wanted to get back together, I would have to shoot him down.  Because I’m not getting back together with him.  Fuck that.  He’s the same as he was before – immature and always thinking that I’m pissed at him.  Which is annoying as all hell, considering that, like, most of the time I’m not pissed at him, just annoyed with him.  He thinks I have a “fucking problem” or something like that and it’s like well, dur, I do, but I’m not telling you that.
It’s annoying as all hell though, because I don’t know WHY he’s doing it.
It would be nice to know why, but he said that he just wanted to see what I was up to and all that bullshit.  It’s like geez, do I have to talk to people?  Ummmm….No.  I was doing just fine not talking to anybody at school for the summer, and he’s ruined it.
I think he wants to get back together….That’s the only thing I can think of for a reason for him to be calling me.  He wants me.  And, well, he can’t have me – I’m so tired of it too.  Because I went out with him, tried it, found out that he is so not worth my time, and broke up with him.  And now he thinks that he can get all in it again?  I don’t fucking think so.
Oh, for those wondering, this is Sean we’re talking about.  The freakazoid loser who disgusted me to know ends, thought that my masochism was ready for ANY type of pain, who made sex jokes 24/7, and was the clingiest person I have ever known……Which is bad, because I didn’t want to be around him all the time, yet there he was…..ANNOYING!!!