Someone shoot me, my life is over. Or rip my heart out or something, make me a Heartless. Something. My mind and heart are at odds and I don't know who the hell to listen to, but it's fucking me right now. Argh. Fuck this shit, I'm going to bed. Maybe the world will right itself in the morning because, lord, my love life is being kicked constantly at an ever increasing rate and it makes me want to die.