Well, Bruno, you can go eff yourself.

Today I woke up kinda tired and sad. I guess there are still some lingering feelings about my breakup in the system. So I showered all that off me, walked out into the kitchen only to hear one of the more annoying sounding songs by a popular artist. 

Then I realize it's stuff like this that pounds it into people's head to make them feel like they have to be mopey about everything sad that happen in their lives. 

So I'm refusing to be like this guy. 

And I want to tell him to go eff himself, because I'm refusing to stay in relationship purgatory. I certainly know that none of my friends will appreciate me living there, and they are the ones that care about me.

I'm grateful that today, the day people say the world was going to end, has a blue sky whether she was still in love with me or not. The trees are green, little children smile more than adults, and in a few hours, night will come, just like any other day. 

I would like to be as excited about life as this little girl with a pop.

Pete