That’s when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn’t the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn’t enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn’t enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didn’t. Not enough.
Jenny Han (via sleepychick)
I got over the first one, who was a great guy and treated me fairly. I can sure as hell get over the second who is an asshole and doesn’t deserve me.
One of my friends just told me he can get me into a physician shadowing program at the hospital he works at. The only problem is that I’ve never even remotely considered med school. Argh .