How it began
It’s been a little over 24 hours since we broke up….
Since he left …
- I cried myself to sleep while gripping onto a shirt he managed to leave behind
- Managed to get a few hours of nightmare filled sleep in
- Shoved some hygeine products and clothes in a box
- Headed out to my parents house in Tampa (couldn’t bare to stare at the empty apartment)
- Cried while screaming lyrics to overplayed club songs
- Smoked an entire pack of cigarettes (we we’re suppose to quit together the previous day)
- Got to my parents house and cried more
- My mom drove me to publix bought me oreos, a cheese cake, and 2 gallons of ice cream
- I’ve managed to call him 32 times by now (he answered 3% of those calls)
- I’ve texted him probably twice as much
- Cried some more
- Started talking to some ex’s
- … and some other guys
