You would think that after finding myself in the same situation for the THIRD FUCKING TIME, i would be more used to it. But nooo. I still hate this feeling. HATE IT TTM :( It's so torturous. And every night, you go to bed thinking that love conquers all, love will win, love this, love that.. but in all honesty, sometimes it doesn't.
Life is unpredictable.
Shit happens.
And when they do, just suck it up and move on.
I'd like to think there are many fishes in the ocean.
But i worry. And i feel stupid that I'm worried, because I'm still YOUNG.
:(
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