Man and I broke up. It wasn't like a break up. It was just like 'well, this is probably the right decision'. I cried. He didn't think I'd be fussed, at all. I cried some more. I can't believe we're over. A part of me feels like we'll be very Ross & Rachel-y, because it wouldn't be the first time - and we've been through an awful lot to get where we are now.

But he tells me he started thinking with his head, and not his heart, and that he doesn't think he can give up all the things he'd have to give up in order for us to be together publically. Which is fair enough, I guess, I see where he's coming from, and it would be really, really selfish of me to ask him to do so..

It's just.. everything would be so much easier if I wasn't so stupidly in love with him.

This is horrible. My friends keep telling me it's 'for the best'. I'm not ready to hear that. I'm just not. I wish they would shut the fuck up.