One thing becomes necessary when a break up occurs, and that's SPACE. The boy I've been hanging out with for the last 10 months wants to be "just friends." Ok, that sucks, but whatever. This is difficult because I see him all the time. He's EVERYwhere. Mondays for jam session, Tuesdays at karaoke, Thursdays at happy hour, Fridays or Saturdays he stops in at the bar. This makes it impossible to get over him with the whole "out of sight, out of mind" tactic. Unless I quit Monday nights, give up karaoke, and switch my shifts at the bar, and stop seeing my friends, who are friends with him, at happy hour, I'm miserable either way apparently. Woo. Fucking. Hoo. I think I need a distraction. In the form of another boy.
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