ANGER.

I have finally reached the anger stage of moving on.
I want to break his glass chess pieces one by one and slam his glass chess board down on a table and watch it shatter into a million tiny glass pieces. Right in front of him. And smash it all. Shatter glass and have it breaking into tiny bits and pieces.
I'm no longer asking "Why didn't you love me?"
But now?
"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?
HOW?
HOW COULD YOU?

Screw you!
SCREW YOU!
I'm not completely broken. I'm not completely gone. I still have fire inside of me. I still have something burning inside that so many people don't. I love and I hope and I believe I'll reach happiness. I still believe.

seriously though.

fuck you.
FUCK YOU!!!!!
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS ME?!?!
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!?!?!!