Yesterday was the 2 year anneversary of me and my ex-fiance's break up... look under nightshade for more info but the basic gist of things is this... we had gone out for 2 years and some odd months, the day before our 2 year 4 month he broke up with me for someone he met the day before hand. And me being the stupid me that i am, i stayed with him to clean up after his shit for another year and a half afterwards... im sure someone out there knows what its like. But seriously, the only thing i regret not doing in that whole situation was not leaving sooner. Now, i find that i don't really even care about what happened. Its over with and i have moved on to someone soooo much better. I just can see myself being with anyone else for the rest of my life, AND be happy about it except for now with the guy i am with. Its such a huge tangent on what i was then and now. For example, a few years ago i would have just given up on sooo much, and now... with all the things going on im still kicking it. I haven't given up yet, and i dont plan on it. Theres just too much at stake. Not only for me but my future as well... to be an established artist and also to be happy with the person that i am in love with. So its a hard beginning if all turns out well... then why does it matter so long as im with him. No force from here to the ends of the universe is going to change my mind on this one.