So, I was cleaning out my car yesterday and found her brush in the door. ...God damnit! Why is it that I have no problem building up a good defense to not allow other people within my life, to shut them out, but when it comes to physical items or Memories I have to fucking breakdown so god damn easily. I really felt like I was moving on or at least starting to, but I guess I was just making myself numb this whole time. And fucking break up love songs don't help at all. Stupid New Age music... I swear I'm going to make myself so numb to the point where I'm going to stop loving and caring about people... and now I just wish this shit never fucking happened. Why does the human emotion have to be so frail? Still wish she would just talk to me. Where's a fucking reset button when need one?