the worst part is...

last night i went through my old phone and read all the text messages before i got my new phone between us.
i JUST ate the last piece of chocolate he gave me for valentines day today.
i just washed his hoodie and hung it on my door for me to wear tomorrow, and i has just put on the ring when he IMed me.
2009 is the worst year ever.
and god fucking hates me.
blah blah blah depressed words blah.
shoot me.