Over it.

I don't think he realizes he cares how much he hurt me.

"Family"?

fuck that too.

If this had happened a week or two ago, when my walls were still up,
I wouldn't be such a mess.
I took down my walls, as you put them up.
Fucking Irony.
I laugh at the irony, through my uncontrolled sobs.
This is the stupidest shit ever.

"You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, 'Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness.' You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself." -Breakfast At Tiffany's

I haven't felt like this in a really long time.
I tear up every few minutes, and burst into tears every hour or so.
I haven't slept much.
My body and mind are exhuasted.