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So...
I have one part of it left >.> the medium length essay answer. It is supposed to be a comparison. I really struggled with the last question btu ******** it, it is worth the least anyway >.> ******** IT!
When I get hungry like this, and lonely I tend to do stuff I regret. AAAND Whadda you know, I did. I was browsing on myspace to read Dev's blogs. I hadn't read them in a while and I felt a little guilty. Then I got this idea: hey let's check if your ex still has a myspace. Sure enough he does. -.- JEEEEN! And the thing is: I don't even really give a s**t. Now I do. Damn it. I don't want to talk about it. I just.. hate looking back on my ex's. I know I shouldn't but I do anyway.
I HATE even more that I can't do that with Ry Ry. Somehow, I still wish I had gotten to meet him... it's about time I delete his photos too. They say after breaking up with someone you should always do that but ... there are so many memories in there that at first I feel bad. Then I remember, they were a buncha ******** anyway.
******** MEN! THEY ******** SUCK!
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