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so sam told me yesterday that she was ready to date again. yes i cried like the stupid emo that lives inside me. naturally by human nature, what is the first thing that runs through one's mine when in my position? well i'll tell you what it goes like. i'm worthless. i'm nobody. if they had ever loved me why aren't we together. how could you move on when i haven't. blah blah blah. so instinctively what does one do next? one hunts for a mate. someone who will make you feel a little less rejected. you may or may not have real or any feelings for this mate but you're not alone. you're not left behind. next thing i know, drunken words have me engaged again to two different males. how's that!? i'm over you too bitch. but deep down inside you still hurt like hell when you think about that one person. or see them with their new lover. it hurts. but you love them. their happiness comes first