So I said "sorry" and whatever and felt oh so bad in my last blog when it dawned on me a couple days ago what the fuck for?!? He doesn't care obviously, he's moved on to the next one. So cool. I felt like shit for no good reason. Lol. I'm over that now! Ha!

I fucked up bad. I wish I wouldn't have done/said what I did and I wish that I could just say I didn't care what happened next but I do and it hurts now that we aren't talking and I'd really like to know why or what I did...AHG! how the hell did I fuck up this so bad?!?

Like the blood that pours out of my finger from the cut, he will be drained out of my system and replaced with new. The blood is warm, fresh, dark red and living like the feelings I had for him were. Every little feeling I had for him is flushed out of my body like the blood pouring from my finger. I am moving on. He's not going to hold me down and keep me from moving on. Just like blood can replaced, so can he. Its painful but I'm going to get past him and her for everything they've done to me. I will live and I will survive them and their fake happiness. Everythings going to turn out okay now.