I haven't spoken to him in a couple days now, and I've kind of been in my own little world to avoid the reality of my shitty life.
I just don’t know what to do now though. I really do love him. Do I find somewhere else to stay now? Do I try to still live with him? How can I handle this? My life is always fucked like this. I’m happy for one second, then it’s torn away from me like a puppy taken from a child.
