“Where Are You Tonight, Sweet Marie”

“Where Are You Tonight, Sweet Marie”
I do not need to hear every story about your ex. I don’t need to hear about every terrible thing he did to you immediately followed by you asking should I text him? I think everyone should be allowed one bad ex story per gathering. (My go to is the time my ex girlfriend posted a video on Twitter of childhood photos of me hung up next to their best friend, their dogs, their druggie mom that left them, and their dead dad, captioned: Whether or not you’re still in my life, I’ll always love you. We dated for six months. We were also in high school. She was immediately blocked.)
Somehow I end up becoming friends with people that are hung up on everyone that isn’t in their life anymore and don’t give a fuck about the people that are. So now that I think about it, maybe I just need to be more picky when I’m making friends. Or maybe I’ll start getting up and leaving after anyone mentions their ex. Either way, I guess this one’s on me.