Alright. 2 months of break up, 22 days of NC. The ex-relationship didn't even made 1 year long. It was long distance with some meetings. I'm 29 years old. Everything is set up to make it easy to move on. Then why am I fleeing from the party to a calm corner so I can post here now? Why there's something I can't swallow at all? Why I'm thinking about how she discard me? Why I want to explode and cry? Am I crazy? Are we all crazy? Is there someone there? Am I alone? Today I would 100% exchange everything that was beautiful for just not feel anything. Sometimes I just don't think worth the pain to keep going on. What's my life anyway? Stranded on illusions, strangled on memories.

I fucking hate you!