"My legs are strong and I'll move on, but Honey, I'm weak in the knees for you" - Serena Ryder, 'Weak in the Knees'
In August of 2011, the love of my life left me. I still love him. We're still roommates. This is my blog of dealing with everything that comes with the three previous statements. This is meant to be cathartic for me, and to let those other heartbroken souls out there know that they're not alone.
Monday, March 26, 2012
It's always something else
I hate it when he goes on dates. I just end up spending my evening crying and over eating. What the fuck is wrong with me, and why aren't I over him yet?
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