I have a little bit too much, much...

Ugh men...

Not I take it back, Little boys.

Who like to strum on my emotions.

Seriously, you don't want to call me when you say, bail out on our dates, say one thing do another, then get the hell away from me.

cause your just not god enough for me.

A moment

Last night I had a huge moment of weakness and insecurity.

I feel like I want to fall asleep and not wake up. Like my life has just plummeted to nothing and all that I had is gone. I'm stuck here living in our apartment and I feel like I'm stuck here looking through a glass wall, everything I had and loved still moves on in everyday life, but it no longer belongs to me.

I hate when you act like nothing has changed, even though you took everything away from me.

I'm so unhappy I want to run away. It sounds so childish but I want to hop on a plane and just disappear right now.

I hate eating, because you say that I'm too fat for you. I'm not attractive enough for you.

Three years of my life gone to you because I was there as a convenience. To help pay the bills, cook and clean for you.

You broke my heart and you still try to use me.

I'm tired of talking about it to my friends. I feel like I need to but I feel like I say too much all the time, that they will get tired of me always dwelling.

But I don't know how to move on, not while I'm still trapped here.

Two more months. That's all I have. I think I can last without doing anything too drastic.