an immature playboy

That's what my therapist called him. It's hilarious. She's hilarious. Sometimes she frustrates me, but everyone does at one point in time.

Though it's funny, it's also sad. I don't like thinking of him as a player. But, I mean, look what he's done. Look at what he did with me. Definition of a player, right? Ah, I don't know. Possibly. It's so hard to think of that. I'm still hurting, but I'm trying to focus on other things right now. It's hard.

Apparently they're going to the dance together. That's going to be extremely hard for me. I really don't know what I'm going to do....

there are plenty of fish in the sea.