My bf broke up with me this morning. So don't tell me any relationship jokes. It won't be funny.
I saw it coming but I worked hard to not to let it happen. It was very unexpected. I think what he did was wrong. Whatever. Nothing matters now.
I tried to hold my tears so bad when he spoke. Oh shit. They fell finally.
The people I have to face. My family. Shit shit shit.
I don't actually have Plan B. Shit.
2 1/2 years and that's it? What am I going to do?? Why am I suddenly cursing?