Sorry, everyone. I have no excuse for it, and I know. But I've been through a lot lately. Three months after my last chapter I moved in with my boyfriend, who I was madly in love with at the time. We lived together happily for over 8 months, and then I get an email from some girl claiming that he's been flirting with her for a week.

I confronted him, and he informed me that he loved me but wasn't sure that he was 'in love' with me anymore.

I HATE MEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Bastards, ALL OF THEM!

So we broke up and I just moved into my own apartment four days ago. I'm working 34 hours a week and I go to school full time, so I'm a bit on the busy side.

To be honest, I don't really like this story anymore. I wrote it when I didn't really understand how this whole 'love' thing worked. Now I know! Here's the cycle:

Intense like-beautiful passionate love-compassionate love-one-sided love-incredible misery-numbness


I don't know if I can write any more 'love' stories right now, but I'll try because I love all of you who keep sending me reviews.

#weeps# I don't deserve you!