He moved to BC a month and a bit ago, and I'm in ONtario. SUre distance is tough,but I wrote letters and stuff. He called me a few days ago and it was the same ol hows work blah blah blah, and then hes like "im thinking of cutting my hair, its not what I want right now" so of course i say "AAH? pardonay?"
Then we talked on Monday night and he definitely broke up with me.
I suppose this doesn't make much sense, but I put a lot more then just time into those dreads, and the relationship.
I don't get it.
But now I almost wish he WOULD cut them off(not that I'll ever see it or anything...), and just erase me or something.
thats life i guess.
at least ive got my health, and my dreads.