:: Broken Snow Globes::

Knee deep in a breakup.I haven't slept. Mainly because
I keep replaying the last fight in my head. Like a bad fucking K$sha song. Just constant, nagging, replaying. I switch stations, and I groove to a different song for a while, and then BOOM fucking K$SHA again.

Wikihow says this is part of my "grieving stage". I'm suppose to forgive myself for my part. And of course, move on. I don't want to move on.

I've stopped telling anyone we broke up. I told a few close friends, and the immediate response from each one was "BUT, you guys looked so CUTE together. So Happy!!!"

And we were.
We were like one of those little couples in a snow globe. Holding hands in our winter jackets and mittens, with a cute little cottage behind us. Protected from the cruel outside world by this circle of glass. This glass that we thought was impenetrable.

Everyone picks up the globe and they smile. Thinking of their own love. Thinking of when they were that happy. Shake the globe, watch the lovers smile, even with snow falling. You poke the glass, tap it, the smiling couple doesn't mind. No one could ever break this globe. This world.

And then of course,one night, the fucking glass breaks. The smiling couple cracks in half. The fake snow disintegrates into the stained carpet, tiny pieces of sharp glass cuts your feet. The perfect snow globe couple is destroyed.
But they were SOOOO CUTE!!! Quick...try to glue them together! Collect the snow!! Fix it!! Fix it!!!

"All that glisters is not gold,
Often have you heard that told
Many a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold:
Gilded tombs do worms infold."

-My main man Billy Shakespeare

Behind the smiles and the perfect outfits and the perfect hair, there are always some ugly ugly worms desperately trying to end love.

And, if you're not careful, evil will triumph over good.

It's so much easier to believe something bad will happen, than to believe the opposite. Because of our fucked up lives. The lives of our parents. The things our friends go through. Its ALWAYS easier to believe, this too, will fail.

When you stop believing in something 100%, when you let that FIRST drop of doubt in your mind, you've already begun sabotaging your love.

Instead of finding things that PROVE that you are SOUL MATES, you start to find things that feed your nagging doubting thoughts.
Things your drunk asshole friends tell you that will happen, you're almost WAITING for that to happen.
You start to stereotype."All women this. All men this. My woman needs to act like this. If my man doesn't have this then.." All negative thoughts. Based off of nothing. And you stop seeing the other person's heart. You stop looking in their eyes. You start generalizing them. Comparing them.

So now, when you fight, you EXPECT to break up. You say "another fight. I'm done with this." Instead of "another fight. we have to do better than this."

The perfect couple. Now, two single, separate people.

Off into the the real world again.

Fucking. Heartbreaking.

Wikihow doesn't know shit.