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Hopefully this doesn't end like a psycho bitch I broke up with. When I arrived for the stuff exchange, her sister handed me a plastic grocery bag. Inside, along with some of my belongings, was every ticket stub, movie stub, photograph taken, or card given--all torn to itty-bitty pieces. The whole fucking bag was full of confetti.
Let her go, n2, and move on with your life. Take care of yourself, and as soon as your are honest enough with yourself to accept that you are a homo, you will get more ass then you ever imagined.
