Actually you know what, this is how much I've been left alone. It doesn't hurt as much as it used to. Maybe because I was younger then or maybe because I wasn't used to not having you around. I mean yeah I admit it my face is a lil sticky from tears but its something I can get over. I'm not on my bathroom floor right now thinking I should actually cut myself or anything. Or like literally bawling my heart out. HA, nah. DESPITE THE FACT THAT YOU LIED. YOU ACTUALLY FUCKING LIED. I'm pretty cool about it. Lol, but you see. It's a first love kinda thing. No matter how bad you hurt me, I'll never be over you. I compare you to every guy and no one is you. It's really hard because I hate you but fucking love you so much at the same time. Maybe I don't hate you... Maybe I just hate the things you did. It's hard to explain.

WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT PICKING UP THE PIECES?

"You didn't love her. You just didn't want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was just good for your ego. Or, or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn't love her. Because you don't destroy people you love."

So now I'm officially foreveralone.