Nov 02, 2007 16:35
Remember perfect boy, who I really liked and was dating? Yeah. He broke up with me.
It was a really cheesy break-up, too, with crying and hugging and such. He told me that his emotions weren't adding up and he wasn't good enough for me. Maybe it's true, but it doesn't make me feel any better.
So I had a class about 10 minutes after that, which I sort of sobbed through quietly. I hate it that I'm this upset. We only were together for a month.
So I'm alone again. Fuck.