He Can't Stop Staying Exactly the Same
Just for shits and giggles, I decided I was going to look at anthony's myspace page, since I hadn't done it since... oh, probably January (of 2006). And I know I am completely and totally cured of my disease/ totally and completely in love with Greg. Because it did not make me want to kill, maim or vomit. It actually made me laugh. It's the same thing he had when I started dating him, with the excpetion of an added n/a graduation date from a THIRD community college. Granted, he is most likely in school now (though who knows). But the thing is, to be honest, I just looked at it so shallowly. For one, it was like looking at a page of someone I didn't know. There was no twinge, no drop, no feeling whatsoever. I simply looked at and took in information. For another, I made a note of the pathetic-ness of the "age: 30" and simply just realised "wow, he is really, really ugly". Hahahahaha. I know it's mean, but god, it's true. Not that that matters, you understand, but it feels good to just be like "eh, whatever, he's ugly in the face, ugly in the soul." So here's to no scars and no wounds. I am healed, I am whole, and I have been okay all along.