So today, my boyfriend and I split up. I've been feeling it coming for the past week or so. I think that's added to the depression. It was a fairly mutual split. As mutual as those things can be. What's weird is I'm not as bent out of shape about it as I thought I was going to be. Maybe it's because for this past week I've been anticipating what it would be like and it wasn't nearly as bad. Out of it though, I got my first love, 4 awesome months with him, and learned a lot about myself.
I'm fine. Nobody worry over me.
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