Ugh. I can't even get it out. I try to explain it but it sounds like excuses. All I want is for it to be over. It's clear that it was just another failed experiment, cause: true love. That's fucking fine. I just want it gone I think. Hopefully amicably so my wonderful job stays ok to go to, but the separation of our lives must begin soon. I know they have a secret escape plan in the works anyway, so at the moment we're back to wait-and-see-and-try-to-stay-afloat. Woot! :/
