He broke up with me yesterday. I'm pretty much devastated. I seriously feel like i put my whole life on the line for him and now since he's gone well, I don't know what else to do. I'm in my room on a Saturday looking up at the ceiling. I'm not sure why God likes me being mopey. My friends called but i just let it ring. no one likes listening to depressing old me. What's this i see under my bed? *SIGH* a picture of my now...ex. GOD! even the word "ex" seems to make me cry even harder, but I must take my first step, throwing out all the pictures and notes me and him shared. it's hard trying to forget someone you love so much, but I want to be back to my old self again. I'm not sure how many days, months, years, this will take me but I definitely need to get over the boy who hurt me.