Below this cold, bastardish face is a normal person. Almost normal. I might be in the FF and on NG, but I'm a person, just like most of you. This is a serious post. If you want to be an ass and comment something really fucking funny, go ahead, I won't delete it.

I have now realized that I'm a hopeless sob. It especially saddens me that one of my first posts on this new account will be this lame and emoish.

To the case:
I've been in a relationship for almost seven months. Great gal, I really did have feelings for her. The last month, the feelings started slowly deteriorating. The last week, I've been trying to grow a spine so I could man up and end it. My girlfriend is a sensitive girl, and I know for a fact that she really gets devastated when something bad happens. I also know that she really, really loved me.

That is why I hate myself. I had to end it. If I hadn't, it would be a relationship based on a lie. I can't stand lying to people I care about.
See, I love her. I don't want her to be my girlfriend, but she's such a great girl. I regret ever going into a relationship with her, because I know now that we'll never be friends again. This isn't a fairytale or a movie for teenagers, this is real life.

Why do I write this here? Honestly, why? There is no reason why anyone should care, absolutely none, but I needed to get this off my chest. It's been four hours since I ended it. I called her. Said we needed to talk. Tomorrow, after school. She knew what I was doing, and it just... spiralled. Why is it so horrible to hear them cry? The loved ones? The dearest? It's horrible! For once, I was speechless. Between the lump in my throat and the salty tears, I had nothing, NOTHING, I could say. All I could say was her name. "Linda...". I couldn't say I was sorry. I couldn't say it'd be all right. THere was nothing I can do, except listen. Listen to her as she tore down the pictures.

I'll stop writing now. I can't handle it, I'm going to bed, and hopefully, I'll be able to speak in the morning.

Don't ask me why I wrote this. Don't ask me why I posted it here. There is no reason, other than me needing to get something off my chest. I did it here, because no-one I know from real life go to PR, so this won't hurt her in any way.