The other night I was being a bummer and unfathomably sad, so I wrote down everything that was bothering me, everything I missed about you. The next day I went to work, and when I came home one of the dogs had torn up the paper and left it in a little pile on the floor. It was painfully symbolic. I think it’s time to move on.
My friend and her bf just broke up and she called me crying and I was all like “You’re going to fall in love so many times before you find the one you’ll be with forever. So think of it this way; you’re one heartbreak closer to happily ever after.” and I think she thought I was being deep and insightful, but really I was quoting wizards of waverly place