illusionofjoy | But you never really cared, did you?

I found an ex-girlfriend's journal. Have any of you ever seen High Fidelity? Great film; one of my favourite movies. In any case, if you haven't seen it, you won't get what I'm trying to say here as much as you would if you have.

As it stands, I feel a bit like the lead character in that film at this moment. This ex qualifies as one of the "Top-Five Most Painful Breakups." We all know the type...they're the ones that inspire crappy melodramatic love songs, horrible poetry and abstract art made from one's feces, because only that medium can accurately describe what you think your life has become.

So, now I get to decide whether or not I want to shoot out a line of communication. Obviously, I'm hesitant, seeing as the only instance in which that resulted in a positive occurrence was when I got over myself and sent a note to feministhippie way back when. I'm curious, but then again...I probably don't really want to know. More importantly, she probably doesn't really want to know either.