yes, i dumped my boyfriend.
u could say so i u want to.
but the truth is, i didn't exactly dumped him, in any meaning.
i just ended our pathetic, unhealthy, dysfunctional relationship.
someone has gotta do it anyway.
and that someone is hurting inside, too.
she feels SOME PAINs. too.
and yet she did it, bearing the hurt, killing the pain,
trying hard to survive and not to drowned inside those overwhelmed memories.
and yes tears rolls down her face when she saw her pictures with you.
there are many of them, unfortunately.
and yes her heart throbs abnormally when she saw u downtown or anywhere else and it hurts like a hypodermic needle, and what makes it even more hurtful is that it's so transparent so u can see the blood runs leaving ur body so cheerfully ahaha i'm beggining to babble again babble babble without even knowing where i'm going.
well the point is,
Thank God, to my rescue,
there's this thingy.
i called it write therapy and it describes its own definition perfectly.
u may think i'm babbling around meaninglessly - yes in fact i am- but u may hv no idea what good this done to me.
go babblin' go babblin' go.