Who cares? What the fuck? My fucking foot? What about my fucking heart?

You think that because that relationship didn’t last more than two months I couldn’t possibly be madly in love and should just be able to forget about it instantly? You think that because I KNOW I’m better off without that POS -IN THEORY- I should be able to leave him behind without a second thought? 

Have you humans never been in an obsessive-contradictory-self destructing spirale? Seriously?
What’s wrong with you people.

Who cares about my fucking foot. Fuck you