jennytruant

Brendon and I broke up Yesterday...much to my chagrin when I was at work. I feel like I've been kicked in the stomach, even though I did the breaking up. Its hard to lose someone you've been with for over a year, whether or not towards the end you felt like fuck buddys. I've medicated myself with Petron, and now I just have to figure out how to give him his stuff back. I will not throw mud, I will not call him an asshole. I loved, and still love him. That's what makes all of this soooo ridiculous. Of course, after you break up with someone, all you're friends tell you about what an ass he was to them, and the fact that he used to flirt heavily with the chicks at starbucks...when he didn't know that it was a coworker...ooops. So, I'm going to go collapse into a crying mass for a while. Catch you on the flip side