Yes it is 6:30 on saturday morning and yes I'm up.
Something happened last night that i knew was going to happen for a while know. Why does it still hurt when you know its coming. I just broke up with Sam last night and I'm feeling like shit right now. Even though I knew it would happen I still wish we could have worked it out. Apparently it isn't that important to Sam because she feels that she shouldn't change at all to try to make it work between us. The bottom line is the being in a relationship is a difficult thing to do and it requires both individuals to work at it. I still really care about her but i think that this was the right thing to do to spare myself even greater pain later. I feel like i just got hit in the chest with a fucking hammer. I can't believe I've gone and fucked things up again. I can't sleep and I got like 4 hours today.