L season
When you get Ls like it's a holiday. You were happy. Then your ex comes back and ruins everything. It’s L season and you’re the main event.
My ex texted me: 'I miss you.' I said: 'You broke up with me for a pizza.'
My ex showed up at my work and said: 'We should get back together.' I said: 'You’re still a L.'
My ex’s new bf sent me a message: 'You’re still ugly.' I said: 'You’re still a L. And I’m still a winner.'