Well, the truth hurts.

I saw them together. Don't ask me how, I was at the mall and she was with him. Some old guy. I guess that's her ex. She was walking with him in the mall. I didn't go up to her or confront them. I would have called her horrible names and thrown his bitch-ass off of the balcony and KILLED him. But, I kept calm. I saw them leave together. She called me up later that night and I let her have it. How could she hang out with someone after saying all those horrible things about him?

It's as if she wanted to break up so she could go out with him without feeling guilty about it. Whatever, I went through such a range of emotions talking and yelling at her that I'm numb now. I don't expect anything or care. I'm an empty shell that doesn't give a shit anymore. I guess that's good so that all I want to care about is myself. I need to concentrate on my job and school and forget about this whole fucking mess I was dragged into by her. I should have never asked her out and never dated her. It's hard to think that it ended this way. She should just go back to her crybaby ex and get that shit over with. At least it will stop his whining and bitching. I went out tonight to the club and realized there are SO many girls out there. What the hell am I doing crying over this one? I even pulled a number tonight from a girl I was talking to.

Yeah, it hurts, but whatever. I'm moving on and now that I know the truth. It can only get easier.