i'm surprisingly more upset about this than i thought i'd be, maybe i'm just being a stupid girl and writing this off too soon. i thought that once you've been hurt the worst, and let me tell you: i've been hurt in the worst ways, that the rest of the times can't be as worse. yeah, i guess nothings as bad as that was, but it's still pretty fucking bad. hurt is hurt no matter what form it's in. i guess it's true that nobody will ever do me as wrong as he did--but that's not because there's no one as shitty, oh i'm sure there's people that are just as shitty--and they're probably pulled towards me by some unseen magnetic force. i mean, the past has only proven that theory to be correct. but nobody will ever do me as bad as he did because i won't let them. this is why i don't want to be too close, it's always too close. atleast i love one thing and it's this city--i've got it bad for this city and i always will. don't expect me to ever come back to northern kentucky. as soon as i finish my undergrad it's straight to philly, then after grad school it's straight to south carolina, or who knows where, all i know is that i want to be around allie, for the rest of my life. sappy? moderately homosexual? not really, she's the only person besides my family that's never ever done me wrong, what do you expect me to do? i feel like you could put my life in some sort of graph and it would start out at the top then around 2006 start slowly dropping until it gets to a certain low, then flat-line, forever.