I kinda feel sick, then again, i kinda don't. It won't sink in until we're pressed to move on. Until i move out the house, until i'm back at home, until i'm knee deep in parents. I think i do feel sick. But we broke up last night...this morning actually--this morning that actually marked us an official 7months. We broke up for all the same reasons we came together, because he is RomiE, and I am Ken.
I associate enough of what happened due to my inexperience and I have a lot of maturing to do. And though i hadn't planned on a break-up, i don't need to be RomiE's boyfriend to love 'em, i'm excited that we both came to it mutually. Maybe one day when i'm feeling more amorous i'll delve into the story a tad bit more...but...
...right now...
...thinking about it...
...i kinda feel sick...
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I'm sorry baby...
-sweet pea walter
Give yourself time to heal and bounce back into the person you need to become.
I'm sorry yall broke up. We all go through this. But we come out stronger and better as a result and I'm hoping that this applies to you as well. Take some time to focus on you. Get to know Ken.
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