4:19 a.m.
This dream is going to fuck me up even worse than I already am. Everything adds up in this dream to what is going on in real life. I just fucked up so bad right now. You texted me saying "I leave you," you were trying to say I need you. So I answered with "what?" You got mad. "Be happy to hear from me, jesus Jeana. If you don't want me just tell me" How are you the victim when I'm the one breaking? I want to die. You were everything I would have ever fucking dreamt of having and I had it. Of course I fucked us up. I drove you to cheating, is it really cheating if I drove you to it? I feel like this is coming to an end. My heart aches more and more everyday. My happiness is leaving me. Jake please don't go.
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Stages of a Heartbreak
RomanceThe emotional journey of heartbreak and the recovery afterwards. Or what Jeana thinks is recovery.
