I don’t think I’ll be able to move on for a quite a while. It still fucking haunts me, and the mere thought of going back there and asking for another chance is just absurd. And I won’t. I will not because it was indeed my fault, because I lied in the first place. Fine, what fucking happened was my own doing, and I don’t think I even have the slightest right to complain. My pathetic way of dealing with this is to mope around, watch stuff, and rant here in Tumblr. How therapeutic.

But seriously, just how many times will I have to run? 

This vague post never happened.