I hate the title 'Boyfriend'

Mr. M and I are done for. For good. I broke up with him yesterday, but he didn't seem to get the message until I told him, 'Here's the bottom line. I won't be dating you anymore.'
He didn't take it very well. He's been pretty immature about it.
I'm hoping he'll get over his cocky self and find God and all that jazz. I just know I can't be a part of his life in that way anymore. He was way too obnoxiously clingy.

I hate the title 'boyfriend' because I've dated a lot of shitty guys. I think that's part of the reason why I told Jacob I wouldn't date him. I hate hate hate hate the term 'boyfriend'. And I don't want to give that shitty title to someone as amazing as him. He's seriously perfect in every single way. Being his girlfriend....there's a good chance that would ruin everything.
But dear God, him being his perfect self, he said, "There's no way you could hurt me. It's not possible. I love you for who you are, not what you have or your actions."
Whenever I think of my dream guy, he pops in my head.
Him, and Ryan Reynolds.
But I would be such a bad girl friend and I'm so undeserving of him.
AND I THINK HIS BEST FRIEND MIGHT NOT LIKE ME.
Omg I have the biggest girl crush on her. And Jacob was begging me to send her a message on myspace and to add her. So I did. She hasn't messaged me back.
God, I scare everyone away!
Especially girls. Girls hate me. Not because I'm a drama llama, but because I'm fucking weird.
It probably doesn't help that Jacob told her that we had sex. *facepalm* I don't want her to think I'm a whore! And does phone sex count as REALsex? I never count it as REALsex. The only thing penetrating me is my finger. So it's basically assisted masturbation. That's what it is. He should've told her he assisted-masturbated me!

BAH!