Moving On

I'm moving on with my life.

I would tell you all the drama that led before and even after the breakup, but it just takes way too much time and not to mention heartbreak. I'm so sorry I've been updating all week. The breakup and the drama literally interrupted my life. I was staying with friends all week. I've gotten a lot of support from my mom and friends., Rasul still continues to lie and was practically begging me to come back. I blocked him on facebook and I was so close into blocking his number on my phone. The situation was getting so bad, that my mom had to intervene. Rasul even got his friends involved. Thank God that I am out of this nightmare breakup. Rasul's plotting revenge on his ex bestfriend and the guy he cheated on me with. They told me my ex was cheating. The other guy got his house egged the other night.

Brody's back and he said he misses my random laughter on the phone. I really can't just jump into another love scam. We're just talking and gaining back our "brother and sister friendship. But the boy is slowly winning me over. My friends really don't like the idea of my quick regain attraction of Brody. Stephanie ,( my friend who introduced us last summer) watned me of Brody trying to lure me while I was with Rasul. I kept my distance. And as soon as Brody found out I was free, he really started to talk.

I have the most terrible luck when it comes to love. My friends are unhappy that Brody is trying to see me again. But my heart is so bruised that it's literally so difficult. to feel what is right and what is wrong. My dad's infidelity will always be my biggest heartbreak, and Rasul is number two.

The heartbreaks are literally three months apart.

Brody didn't treat me very well. He didn't harm me physically, he just wasn't there. He had much too pride and we quarreled often. But we keep doing this "talking thing" even as I write to you, my readers. I'm not stupid and I'm not naive. Brody's a friend and throughout the week he helped me forget my hurt whenever he made me laugh.

I give up on love and I could honestly care less. I have my girls, my family, getting a car soon, and I'm really trying to start modeling and tumbling (again).

I keep bumping into the wrong boys over and over. It could only get worse.

RIP Troy, my perfect man.

Blasted brick wall.

It's time to start talking about important things on here again.