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I am officially single.
Yes, I was graced by the break-up-over-the-phone-while-I'm-with-my-family kind of man.
Not bad.
Sarcasm helps.
Truth is, I'm a fucking wreck.
I'm pretty sure I've never felt hurt this intense in my entire life.
I literally feel like the pathetic woman in movies who locks herself up with a box of tissues and sappy movies and doesn't answer her phone or door.
I always thought that was an exaggeration. Guess not.
I'm afraid to try to go to sleep. Because it means that my body will not be doing anything. And my mind won't be preoccupied anymore. And I'll start thinking about things that will just result in even puffier eyes.
And I want to share a secret. I am scared to death that I will never find someone as great as Michael again in my life. It might be ridiculous, but that's how I feel right now.
I just. want. to. sleep.
Yes, I was graced by the break-up-over-the-phone-while-I'm-with-my-family kind of man.
Not bad.
Sarcasm helps.
Truth is, I'm a fucking wreck.
I'm pretty sure I've never felt hurt this intense in my entire life.
I literally feel like the pathetic woman in movies who locks herself up with a box of tissues and sappy movies and doesn't answer her phone or door.
I always thought that was an exaggeration. Guess not.
I'm afraid to try to go to sleep. Because it means that my body will not be doing anything. And my mind won't be preoccupied anymore. And I'll start thinking about things that will just result in even puffier eyes.
And I want to share a secret. I am scared to death that I will never find someone as great as Michael again in my life. It might be ridiculous, but that's how I feel right now.
I just. want. to. sleep.