so

every beginning starts with some other beginning’s end. I always try to remind myself of that and the fact that i practically have it tattooed on me whenever something ends.

B and I are over. For good this time.

Which sucks a lot. But I saw it coming.

I really want a hug but everyone I know in Etown is asleep. And at home for that matter.

I feel bad for neglecting my diary.However, most of the reason I was neglecting it is because I knew I was making a bad decision to stay with B. And I avoid acknowledging my bad decisions. By not writing about it or anything else that was going on I avoided analyzing it and acknowleding it was a bad decision. But now it’s over. So hopefully I will feel free to discuss all the subsequent good decisions I am determined to make.

Cause I owe it to myself to make some good decisions right about now.