Well, I said the wrong thing, at the wrong time. It was taken wrong. And, Andrew broke up with me. If i'm that disposable, I guess it's... life. I sat at work bawling, then sat in the bathroom, with blood all over me, ccuuzz I'm cool and cut myself when I'm upset. Which all my friends know about already but still... the point is, it happened. I'm hurting more right now than I can even describe. SO, I'm not going to try. I needed to blog some, get it out. I'm going to go drink, and go to sleep. And when I wake up, I'll cry again. Life happens. I don't even know what to do right now....
