done...

Im done.
Someone stick a fork in me because I am DONE

I feel the pressure building up on me...and I cannot take it anymore.

I feel like Im going to burst into a million peices. I havent cut in ages, or done anything horrible...but there are certain things I cannot help but think of.

kill me. kill me. kill me. kill me. kill me.

Last night...whew.

I cannot believe I am actually writing this. So, only a few of you know that my "Fiancee" cheated on me with an office .

So, I ran into an old fling of mine. We will call him SA boy.
So we went out for drinks, and danced. we were BOTH SOBER...but we went back to his place, and passed out on his bed. In the morning, I woke up to...Hashbrowns and bacon...no eggs because I dont care for them. So I ate, and then we ended up kissing....and...

NO...If I won, then my heart would still be in one peice. DONT YOU GET IT??? I ACTUALLY LIKED THIS GUY....he would never hurt me, and because nobody was willing to give him and I a chance, went sour, and ended....

So here I am, heartbroken. Split into two. All because nobody liked the one man I loved, and admired.


THANKS A BUNCH.

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