I literally didn't expect these kind of frivolous things could affect me this much,really. I've lost myself in the middle of mending my heartbreak and it was the constant denial - the endless back and forth feeling I told myself. It's been 2 months already and I keep feeding my neuron cells with bullshit-deceitfulness facts that everything gonna be okay soon because I know,time heals almost everything. So here I am,still hunted by the old memories and lacking the guts to accept the reality that everything has changed entirely now.