Kate Hudson and Owen Wilson have ended their never-quite-confirmed relationship. Sorta. Page Six reports:

Kate Hudson was overheard complaining to friends at party promoter Danny A’s birthday party at Marquee about her tumultuous relationship with [Owen Wilson]. “She said that if he didn’t step up and make time for her, then she was over it,” reports our source. “A few days after that, she broke up with him over the phone. [But] they’ve broken up and gotten back together a million times. She’s complaining to everyone that she made all these sacrifices and he can’t be in a committed relationship.”

Sacrifices? What sacrifices? Bailing on the manorexic hippie husband? Please. I’d say that’s more like having a wart burned off than “making a sacrifice.” Besides, any hobo with a soldering iron would have done the job for you for five bucks and a bottle of Wild Irish Rose. That sorta price doesn’t exactly qualify you for martyrdom, you know. It really only qualifies you for a staph infection and second degree labial burns. Genital warts can be stubborn little bastards!

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