Still my heart hasn't stopped

I could even look at her facebookprofile without anything happening. I just feel, better than her. Don't care if we have 33 mutual friends. When she is back at this university (yes I do do somehting with my life, not only rant about my confused emotional state of being) they will probably prefer me. And if they don't, I won't care.

This is so unexpected. But whilst trying to understand my black widow tendencies, I won over something inside me I thought would eat me whole.

I am going to change my sheets now. They smell of sex. Good sex by the way.