If this pisses you off, go read someone elses Ilog.

ive been up all night...i know this feeling. my stomach's been kicked in. anxiety like report card day, my eyes are sad, and my face gravitates downwards. the only thing with report card day was that life and your parents picked up the pieces. now its only you really. only you who picks up the pieces when you find yourself referred to by a thrid party as the ex - girlfriend. Well at least the ex bit brought on the girlfriend part ....

i hate and yet love that the stories keep coming.. masochist i am. love only with an eye on the breakup it seems... sucks. she's neurotic. like neurotic. and it seems i already bother her. we havent met. he probably talks about me. ass. typcial man ass. wont tell me what i meant to him but will do so with the other girl. typcial. its not like he's missing me. its just their bloody need to do all the venting with the one who replaces you. it gets you more i guess. just the right sort of sympathy. and then us women.. we get insecure and give more than we get. I have hope in human nature. most of us dont plan to be bitches who steal men, or assholes who cheat on women. I said most of us..

and then there are others. the ones who send you profane messages and stay up all night and cry when they find out their new man is with his ex girlfriend. Ha!! ex - girlfriend.

so yeah. im really fanning my anxiety problem. my teeth remain clenched, my fist tightly bound. God bless tears, no catharsis and no reality is better than losing some blood.