So it was a good day for the most part.

So it was a good day for the most part. But instead of going to bed
early like a good boy, I stayed up watching 3 episodes of grey's
anatomy. The last episode I watched was the one where georges dad
dies. And I cried. Because I miss my boyfriend. An I told myself I
wish I would just stop loving him. I hate this. It's been almost three
months. Our three year annaversery would be coming up on the first of
august. I feel stupid. I feel stupid. I feel overwhelmed and
frustrated and sad and I feel like crying some more because it makes
me feel better, but it doesn't make anything in real life better. And
I hate it. I want brent back. I miss him. But I don't miss him. He
cheated on me twice for christ's sake. I guess I wish I could have
shown him the same pain he showed me, but I know he probably wouldn't
have even gave a damn. And that makes me sad. Because deep down
inside, he really doesn't care. And its sad how pathetic he is that he
can't even have told me from the first place. I wish I coils just feel
cold to him, but instead, a still feel his warmth. Stupid stupid nick.

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