Lacuna Inc.

I would quite like to erase the past two days from my memory if possible. Here's hoping I somehow get transported into the film 'Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind' quite soon.

I have wasted time and energy on you. Effort, and love, and hope, and desperation. And now I am done. Because you will never understand, or be aware enough to realise that I am sick of you hurting me and making me feel like shit. This should have ended years ago. It's ending now.