Its over.

It lasted over two months. Wasted tears are for losers so Im going to eventually resign from the whole crying business. I hate how my eyelids go all puffy the next morning and the amount of toilet paper I waste. I hate how I constantly glance at my cellphone to see if he called me. I hate how I keep thinking about him every second of every minute of every hour of everyday. I hate listening to heroine-addicting music everynight just so that I can sleep. I hate it. I hate it all. Everyone at work wants to know what happened. It's no one's fucking business. So stop with all the fucking, idiotic questions, and all the other bullshit. Tomorrow is another day. Another smile to paste on. Another day to live through. Starting yesterday, my life as a celibate woman has just begun. Thank you Jesus.