SO
Oh God, I was so innocent by thinking the pain I felt over the weekend was gonna be it. On monday, my world fell apart. He was lying to me the whole time and nothing meant a damn thing. He probably threw my shit as soon as I left and he already knew, we would never see each other again.
It still hurts, im not gonna lie. I thought he was it, because I deserved for him to be it. Apparently he didnt deserve me, and thats ok.I still think he did, but life will show me whats next and he’ll probably be stuck.
I was finally able to eat today, so thats a good sign. I have no doubt ill be a puddle of tears again. its a process. Im working on it. Trying to concentrate on the important things again.
Yes, I want an explanation, but ill probably never get it. All I want right now is to move to SF, have him text me, meet up, telling him how much he disgusts me right as he thinks hes about to do me and throw him out. A girl can dream.
its been like 10 days since we last spoke, 7 since i told him off, 4 since i crumbled. Yet, im still alive. i know ill make it.
Hope I remember this in a few hours, mornings tend to be very difficult.
I gotta say it on my personal space tho: F’ you Frank Sean Z. F you so much. I trusted you with my life (quite literally) and this is how you show your appreciation. Getting into a relationship by tearing apart someone else is never a good thing to do. You probably have not even read my inbox but I hope you feel just a tiny amount of my pain. It’d be unfair of the world to have you smile until at least I get my sense of self back.
Again: i’ll live.
The good thing is i’ve got the female version of 500 days of summer inside me. (And if i sell it and make millions by using your name, you wont get any cent because you’re such a coward you wont have any evidence of us knowing each other to prove its based on you and that’ll feel great.)







