Ten and a half months...
My boyfriend and I have parted ways today, after 10.5 amazing months. To say I’m heartbroken is an understatement. I love him and feel more lost than I have these past few months. I hope he finds happiness, doesn’t forget me, and keeps in touch.
As for me, I can’t promise I will be here too much. I had already slowed my queue down, but may more as my mood shifts. I had started to look for a local boyfriend in addition to my dcp, but I just don’t know where my head or my heart will be. Sometimes love really sucks.











