This is a fucking sacrilege. I knew Sarah had moved in with her new boyfriend - whom she met in the same place as she met me, might I add - only a week or so after she told me all the reasons why she didn't want to move here and why she didn't want to move away from home. And now she's in fucking Long Island.
I always seem to find girls who are capable of hurting me in the most creative, unexpected, and, most of all, devious of ways. How could she be so hypocritical? How could she not even say a word about this to me? Did she even consider for one second how I would feel? I'm not saying she should've asked my permission, but the decent thing to do would be to prepare me.
God, I haven't thought about her in weeks and then I check my LJ friends page and I see THAT debauchery.
I know this only proves that I'm better off without her . . . but that doesn't make the pain go away . . .