I guess I'm on the Market again.

My now ex-boyfriend unceremoniously dumped me when he got back in the car after I took him to 7-11 to buy some cigarettes on Wednesday Night. What an asshole.
He's a liar, a coward and a fool.
We are just a few weeks away from closing on the house we picked out and have been having built.
I had NO clue he was about to do this. Everything has been a bit stressful and a bit boring. We have no time to do anything with our schedules... but I had NO clue. NONE!
He'd tell me he loved me all the time. He'd make little kiss smileys on IM's. We'd make plans about what we were gonna do... Life was going just fine and we were preparing for it to get much better.
We've been together almost 4 and a half years barring a 4 month seperation about a year and a half ago.
I can't even begin to describe my feelings. Sad doesn't cover it. Despondent doesn't really get close.
Angry doesn't do my emotion justice.
I've missed two days of work becasue of this.
I included him in every part of my life and bent over backwards to make him happy and do what he wanted to do.
I'm a fool. I should have never taken him back. He thinks I manipulated him and took advantage to do that. I just loved him immensely and gave him a place to stay when he needed it. Nice ego-centrism there.
He refuses to grow up. He got tired of our mundane life. He wants story-book happiness, without the effort. He wants that spark of a new relationship never to subside.
He wants no responsibility to anyone but himself. Fuck everyone else. He's so nice and so charming and such a gentleman... until he snaps. Then you mean nothing and can die for all he cares.
Literally.
He becomes a different person. A person that I hate.
Thanks for fucking me over. You're a fucking prince. You've committed the most cruel and heartless act that has ever been committed against me. By anyone. Including you know who.
You've used up my giving nature. You've used up my "undying love". You've stabbed it in the back twice. This time it killed it.
You know me pretty well and probably can't imagine me saying and meaning these things. But I do. Every hour I get more angry. This is what you've done. Get your stuff...get your animal... and get the fuck out. I never want to see or hear from this person you've become again.