SSo my boyfriend broke up with me. He says he couldn't handle the distance but I'm not sure I believe it. He's straight back to posting topless pics on tumblr and asking for anons when he couldn't find time to message me beforehand.
I'm mad that I put myself in a situation where I got hurt again. I shouldn't have let someone else in.
I'm mad that I allowed him to ignore me for so long when I should've called quits myself as soon as I realised I wasn't being treated the way I deserve.
I'm mad that the universe gave me someone who could've been the love of my life at the wrong time.
I'm mad at my ex and his snooping friends causing shit when they have no fucking business to.
My poor sister got laid off just before Christmas. My grandad is recovering from his cancer op and looks so poorly.
I'm so sick of my life being filled with pain.
I now have no job, no social life, no relationship. I'm two months behind on my rent for my tiny pokey flat I live in on my own.
When will something go right for me?
