xiiand4swords

I've been thinking about being alone a bit. It's nice sometimes because there's nobody to break up with. And ... well, breaking up is hard to do but living well ... well that's hard to do to. But still it's the best thing to do. Then when you look back you're pretty sure that they made the mistake and not you. I mean. You made the mistakes you made. That part is true. Or at least it was true for me. So I don't know why it wouldn't be true for you to, but, so too, let it be true ... that their loss is you. You dig?