The End.

I recently found out that Jen has a new girlfriend. We hadn't talked for awhile, which is rare, but I still didn't think it would be because she had a new girlfriend. I just figured she was too busy with work or something.

So I got an IM from her (so middle school btw). She told me she had something to tell me. Mind you, I am flying out to LA next week, so I quickly got worried. She then broke the news that she was in a relationship. She couldn't even fucking say she had a new girlfriend or that she was seeing someone else. She said, "I'm in a relationship now."

Then the cunt decided to give me details about how it went down expecting me to say "Awwww" at the end.

To be honest, initially I wasn't sad. I wasn't mad. My heart definitely sank a little. But then I remembered that I kind of had someone too. In fact, I had just spent the whole weekend in bed with someone else. And I was about to leave to pick her up for lunch.

I immediately called my friend up in which he responded with the following:
"You know what they say, it's easier to get over someone when you're under somebody else."

True dat.

But today, I woke up and I can't describe how I was feeling. There was an emptiness inside of me. A feeling that finally told me it was the end. I immediately broke down and started crying. My emo mix was quickly turned up and I just sat in my bed thinking about all I had been through with Jen. Then I removed every picture I could find of her from my room. I took down little notes she had written, concert tickets we had been too, plane tickets I had collected from every time I flew out to see her (there were over 20 total...), and finally I took down the framed picture of the first night we met.

She was the one that made everything so clear. And for the first time I wished I had never met her.

I don't really know what to think right now. My feelings are at a standpoint. Here I am kind of dating someone who is fucking rad but all I can do is think about Jen. I'm supposed to meet my new girl for dinner. But I would rather sit in my room and listen to cheesy break up songs. All I can do now is ask myself, "Now what?"

Breaking up is hard to do.