It's moments like these that make smashing my skull against a brick wall sound like a relief. Moments where nothing seems settled and everything is up in the air floating around my head. Things are not getting better between Stephen and me. I'm beginning to seriously consider breaking up with him. I have a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach that there's no recovering from this last bout. Part of me wants to talk about it tonight, but the other part of me is just so damn tired, I just want to let it go. I don't think I have much fight left in me. It's beginning to not be worth it. fuckity fuck fuck fuck!!!!!
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