T and I were still together when I wrote this, but things are quickly going downhill. Under 3 months until we breakup...
4/5 I am so tired, because of that bastard T. Anyway I don’t want to write about it – I am bored of it all. I don’t even really feel like writing at all. I’m depressed. He’s so fucking selfish. But nothing new there.
Read about the background to my Diary of a Breakup, or read all my breakup diary entries.
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