*%$8+~Cleansing everything...to forget your love...*57

I was wrong. Things did get more shit. 2 weeks today and he could at least be fucking honest with me. He really doesn't give a shit anymore.

I hate this so much. And I mean all of it.

And I bet my perfect prom dress will die, that's if it even exsists in my size in the first fucking place. That'd just top off everything wouldn't it?

Urgh!

¢¾Just fucking forget it...

Shit...I miss him so much.