oh goodness. i'm not being emo here or cannot-get-over-it, but justin timberlake's What Goes Around Comes Around so describes what i feel (felt?). like he's the total girl version of me. okay i don't know if that just made sense. i mean his lyrics of course, but not the entire song. and the song is damn freaking good, too. AH, that's why i love music so. but of course, i'm so over it already. done with, finished, past, no more (:
...
a wild flower dies
where it blooms
so let me be
a wild flower
its death shall be
the fading of beauty
-suchoon mo