I drank alone last night for about five minutes before I called Josh to come over and keep me company (hard drinking-2 tall gin and tonics, don't worry). Stuff with badam is so hard again since last week. The breakup wound has been officially re-opened. Him: we stopped being inspired by each other Me: No, we focused so much on each other that we were burning out and needed to find inspiration elsewhere, too. Him:I guess I wanted to keep building the fire higher. Me: I wanted it to smoulder.. Him: you called me 'a self-obsessed emotional infant who confuses self-love with romantic love' before nine in the morning. Most girls just call guys 'asshole' when they break up. Me: you have big ears.