So, after hours of being up thinking that I truly should learn to just stop feeling resentful towards my ... I don't even know what he is anymore.... I decided I'd watch an Olympic competition of rythmic gymnastics to distract my brain, or at least, to obsess about something else. Ended up deciding that didn't work out 100%, as I am still up at 2:13 in the morning and have been obsessively looking at my phone hoping somewhat he'd write me, even if to tell me to f*** off. Soooo, here are some dance pictures I found on tumblr and liked. I guess I'm random like that. One minute serious relationship crap, another minute, dance. Call me Mrs. Bipolar.