Harewood House

Hey all.


I went to this beautiful country manor today. AHH it was stunning. We had cream scones on the terrace just in front looking at that lovely sculptures, delightful buns.


So I was thinking. And I was like, yeah this breakup sucks and all. Like it's crappy how it ended and that it did. But why should I be sad? Why should I let some snot nose, boy tell me how I should feel? I know fine well this isn't going to be forever. So why shouldn't I be happy?

It's like an exam, I can honestly say I did my best and I was myself through out. There's nothing I regret doing now. So why dwell on the hurt? We had great times which I'll treasure. And if he wants to find someone else then so be it, but they won't be as good as me. But I think he knows that, and that's okay. And I'll find someone just as beautiful and yeah my heart will get broken again but isn't that just how life is?

I mean, like I can't control what happens. Like, whether me and him never speak again or fall madly back in love, it's completely out of my hands. What ever happens, will happen. Who am I to stand in my life's way because of a little upset? It's not like I had a mortgage or children. I am quite capable of being my own person. Hell, I've got this far on my own. And the fact is, I will always have me. Like I'm never alone because I have me, I have myself. And as far as I'm aware, that's all I need.


Happy blipping.