"It was a sad story how we became lonely, two-legged creatures."
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blankmusic: "The Origin of Love - Film Version", John Cameron Mitchell
I'm not entirly sure how I feel about it. Maybe a relievement? A definate pain. Sadness. Regret, somewhat. But, yeah... he did what he said he'd been deciding for a week's period of time and gave me his notice. We don't match very well, it seems. And he doesn't like where I am in my life and that I seem unwilling to change where I am, because I shouldn't be satisfied with that.
I'm not looking for sympathy - I'm not even looking to be right. 'Cause I know that we broke up because of me. It was all totally me, and that's ok. Guess I'll get it through it, then.
Maybe I haven't properly absorbed it.
I don't really know.