Right now, I have anger, disappointment, sadness, numb and just.. I don't know. I probably am immune to it already, it gets easier to heal every time but what hurts is that I'm always left alone to handle and pick up the pieces by myself every time my heart breaks. And every time I'm done picking up the pieces, someone breaks it again and I'd have to do the whole process another time. Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't bother picking the broken fragments since it's just gonna break again.
Oh wells, 2 words.
Fuck love.