• Those fatal words, that can bring any girl down… they come in different shapes and sizes… but today they were delivered to me, and they stung…
    “Look, I don’t want to go out with you anymore, and I just don’t want any of my friends to know we were together, I mean… your reputation is terrible.”
    So I’m lying in bed, my eyes stinging, my body numb, and my throat soar. And I’ve run dry of tears. I feel like I’m going to die, or barf, either one, and I want to cry to my mother but she’s not home, and I’m alone. And I’m empty. I’m so, so empty. It’s like someone dug a hole in my heart and then decided not to bury anything inside, and just walked away, leaving me with a gaping nothingness where love is supposed to be. And I can’t help but wonder, was it me? What did I do wrong?
    And then, I crave ice cream, and that’s where it gets bad.