6. I THREW IN THE TOWEL WHEN HE BROUGHT IT INTO THE BEDROOM.
Basically, the only time he wasn’t on his phone was when we were having sex. Otherwise, the moment we sat down to eat or went outside to go on a walk or ANYTHING, his fingers were darting around his iPhone screen. Me taking my clothes off seemed to be his only kryptonite. So, when I noticed him “casually” checking his phone while I was on top of him, I lost my mind. I certainly think it was called for and I don’t regret it, but it was that argument that ultimately led to our (inevitable) breakup.
7. LOOKING BACK, I WISH I HAD DONE IT SOONER.
I’m not sure what kept me with this person who clearly was more interested in a piece of plastic and glass than me, an actual human being. Not just that, but a human being he had feigned interest in dating for three months before becoming my “boyfriend.” We only lasted two months after becoming official and I wish we had ended things sooner; I was just a sad, desperate person in that relationship, relying on my boobs to get me a nugget of interaction from my partner. I’m not sure if I was just holding out hope for him or if I really didn’t want to be alone then, but I know now that it’s better to be alone than with an iPhone 5.