broken one more time
here i find myself again. a feeling i know all to well. i think the band cake put it the best when they said, "to me, coming from you, friend is a four letter word. end is the only part of the word i hear." story of my life i suppose insert pity party here maybe its karma but what did i do in my previous life to deserve this... its the only thing that sucks about being a hopeless romantic that i am forced to be alone. no romance worth writing about ever ended in happiness. maybe its because i set my sights too high. fml.......i dont know if i can take feeling this alone any more. maybe if im lucky ill get hit by a truck in the morning