we were hanging on to idealistic memories of one another and not dealing with the problems of the present. we remembering the good times and not thinking about how bad the bad times were.

at the time of writing this i think it was around the last season of “the hills.” it was reality tv gluttony at it’s finest. lauren conrad was one of the main characters and she and her cronies used to constantly say “over it” about everything. at the time it seemed to be inundating pop culture. the girl i was seeing would frequent some of the same clubs as those hills girls, and i thought it was an appropriate comparison.

angry at the arguments, but also i thought it was interesting to bring up trains and say “steaming” since trains used to be run on steam engines.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ReaRrmPQhkc

these were the final threats before leaving the relationship.

hate seemingly lasts longer than love. canned foods have insanely long shelf life.

more references to fighting. i’ve never hit a woman and i take pride in that. that’s some bitch shit.

love and hate were very fine lines in this tumultuous relationship. she seemed to never believe me when i would say i loved her.

when i broke it off she was convinced i must be cheating. that was the only way she could conceive the fact i would leave her…for someone else.