I stayed in my room all day- off the computer; until about an hour ago. My inbox was filled with e-cards, and it made me feel like shit somehow... A 'friend' of mine called me up last night and asked why I'm not over Joe yet. "It's been like, 8 months, right? Why don't you just forget about him? He sucks, anyways. Always has." she laughed. Somehow she thought it was funny... I always loved him no matter what. It was an unconditional feeling that didn't go away-- the same as a family member, plus sexual attraction. I didn't care if he didn't have money or a good job or if he was the best looking guy out there--- none of that mattered, it never did. I haven't been able to move on at all. I've tried so much... nothing seems to make me feel any better. I hate myself for being such a weak person and depending on someone who was never dependable to begin with. I just finished off the pills in my med bottle... hopefully I'll just fall asleep and not wake up. Happy valentines day, everyone. I send you all my love--- whatever's left of my broken heart.