...

Holy fuck.
Holy fuck.
Holy fuck.
Holy fuck.
Holy fuck.


I don't think my heart can break anymore.
I think Brett has deleted his plentyoffish dating account because he's actually serious with this girl he's seeing now. 


My. Heart. Is. Breaking.


Is it bad I'd like to die? 


I want to forget all my pain. 
Give up.
Throw in the towel.
Wave the white flag.
Surrender to life.


Holy fuck.


How am I supposed to find someone else to make me happy when I won't let go of Brett? How am I supposed to move on? When I still love him so much? Shit I thought I moved on. I was happy for a bit. I was happy with myself. But it seems I was just lying and trying to hide it. Because once him and I started talking and getting close again, I fell right back on my face for him again.


Well forget it. Fuck it. Forget people. I'm all alone in this world. And I will live with it. That's all I can do. Live.


Fuck feelings. 


Take your pills. All the pain will go away.