confrontation is a bitch

So, pretty much, disregard the last blog, well the part where i'm in love. I had my heart broken today, pretty much ripped right out of my fucking chest, as if whatever, your feelings mean nothing to me. I havent been able to smile or eat since I was dumped. And the reason i'm sitting here unable to think, is because after he dumped me, he deleted everything. And somehow makes me feel like its all my fault. I dont care, I fucking hate men.