The End

It's over. I'm still trying to figure out my feelings. Actually I think I'm trying to avoid feeling anything, that way I won't cry. Which after last night, is unavoidable; I guess. Some people have given me little pep talks. Not my good friends(ie KB), but people I just know and hang out with from time to time. I sort of just nod and smile until they finish talking. While all the time I just wanna say shut up. If I wanna be resentful, angry, sad, or drink my pain away that's my choice. If I choose to plot his death or slit my wrist that's my choice. There's no right or wrong way to deal with a break up.