Silver

Me and my boyfriend of five or six months (he kept track of things like that, not me) just broke up. It was a fairly amicable split and I guess I'm happy...Shame it had to happen on mothers day though. In all honesty, it wouldn't surprise me if we hook up at a couple of parties if we're both single. Or if we don't care about our partners. I mean, I was with someone the first few times we hooked up...Not proud of that one bit.
Funny because we broke up about half an hour before he left, so for awhile we were just talking..possibly the longest conversation we've had this whole time, other than the whole 'is a mozzie a bug or an insect' argument. (It's a bug. Bugs are insects, therefore, if a mozzie is an insect, it is also a bug. I win at life.) I showed him my art. Nothing personal, just the 'public display folder. Mainly coz some of my shits pretty weird. Deformed figures and highlighters etc.
Eugh, I'm not even upset, just nostalgic.