wtf.

So you really think I've moved on? That after things like this I can suddenly be happy?

Some nerve you got there.

You're basically saying that I never loved or cared about you.

What the fuck.

Obviously nothing I ever did or said matters.

Maybe I should just give up on this.

On you.

Everything.

If nothing really matters, then what are we doing?

We're prolonging the already hard journey of life.

I won't fucking move on.

But I sure can force myself to look away.