it's supposed to be our Monthsary today.. 8 years and 5 months... but, this  is it...

me:  im cryin like hell
friend:  u ok
me: no
friend: i mean wuts goin on?
me:  i told u dat my bf in in thehospital ryt. he broke up with me today, he called r landline... he said it will nt work anymore/dats 8yrs
my bestfriend isnt sure if she can see me tonight... im still in cainta... trying to hold my sobs
cz dont wnt my mom to worry abt me
friend: wuts his reasons?
aside from heath
how is he doin now?
me:  i felt bad yesterday cz he didnt let me go there... i know its my fault, i txtd him, ok, u dont need me anyways, go with your so called friends cz his highschool friends visited him dat morning /i had to finish hrpro and its arnd 4pm when i finished/ he said dont go there anymore
friend:  he's just hurt that's why he told u that
me: thn his mom called saying he's asking her to get some of his tings from me/i texted him and told him, i wanna talk to him first before he asks his mom to get his tings from me
friend: good
me:  he called ds morning, he sounded so cold/
he said, it wont work, thanks and sorry ha
friend:  he is just upset/u say things u dnt mean if yur upset/and mad just be more patient with him with his situation
me: well, dats somethin he never dared telling me.. i know its for real...