i think i'm getting better. slowly, sure, but i am. its still hard to come to terms with the fact that you're done with me. i've made new friends, you know. i think i might be starting to move on. i'm not saying i found someone new, because i still don't want to give up on you yet; i still feel like it's not really over. but, if it is, then it is. at least i'll have people who actually give a fuck by my side.