TBID and I broke up.
I’m devastated.
Hurt.
Hurt.
Hurt.
This won’t be forever, yet it’s just the beginning. I’m alternating between numb and throbbing.
I’ll write more when I feel up to it. Until then, I’m listening to this:
I’m Amanda. I’ve got wide eyes, a smart mouth, and a MetroCard. And I’m not afraid to use them.
I wrote this. You didn't.
Some day he’ll see your face-in a crowd from afar, on the cover of your best seller, or in an eatery- and he’ll remember and regret-if he has a brain that is.
XO
Don’t be too sad …. Take it as a sign from heaven that your are bound for something better and greater …..
XOXO
Well, you are way too talented, beautiful, funny, intelligent,,, and..
the best is yet to come. Don’t settle for less. There is wisdom in every step
of our lives. One chapter ends,,, can’t wait to turn the page. Take it one day at
a time. Celebrate the opportunity of your days together,,, and let go.
Don’t rush into love darling.. give it time. hugs,,, kisses,,, love… peace.
I’m sorry to hear this!
Aww, I’m sorry! Big hugs. Let me know if you want to do a girl’s night sometime or just talk.
I’m around…
I know I’m just a stranger following your blog…but just thought I would offer up this small token of empathy - I just went through a breakup 2 months ago - so I can relate. I’m very sorry to hear about yours. Here’s the brief on how mine went down: http://nathanfitzgerald.wordpress.com/2009/06/25/hello-world/
I live hundreds of thousands of miles away from New York City. I’ve never met you in person. But yet, you made me feel ‘at home’ whenever I read your posts. I could really relate to you. And now I do more than ever. TBYD is history. I know that to be strong is better said than done, but try. As Marcus Aurelius once said ‘Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears’.
I wish you strength.
Aw I’m so sorry to hear that. I’m hoping your friends are on standby to take you out for drinks and dancing - I would if I was in NYC xoxo
The song was played at the MJ memorial.