I think I'm going to have to end it.

*sigh* Such potential for greatness, but I can't live knowing that he's waiting for the next insult, or insensitive comment. It's too much. Or the next fight. We haven't even had a proper fight. Just his fear of a fight. Pessimism bringing me down. Creating what you expect.

Now to figure out how to do it. Gonna break his heart.

I'm going to quietly hope that he hasn't stalked my blog. Because what would be worse than reading about how your girlfriend is planning to dump you on her blog?