Well break ups fucking suck

but it was the right thing to do…I really can’t deny that after all these months of thinking about it. The end was coming for us no matter how much we tried to change for each other. The bad times didn’t out weigh the good, but the bad times were…pretty terrible…

I wanted to just forget it all and go back to being a happy couple…or at least what we were before, acting silly all the time.

But everything that was screamed and yelled…I’ve never been able to forget. Ever. And it just cut me inside so deep that he would even think to say such terrible things to me or about me…even if he didn’t really mean it and would apologize later…

I just couldn’t do it anymore…and probably in a few days I’ll want to be with him again because I’ll miss what we had like always…maybe later on in the months we’re apart we’ll grow and try again.

But right now I just need space and time to myself and with others. 

I need to think.