Watch Out World, I'm on My Man Period.

Apparently that's what's going on right now. I mean, the depressing post, the pity fest I had for half of the day, and then the crying session I had after my roommate addressed me in a slightly annoyed tone. I SWEAR I am more emotionally stable than this. Really. It's marginally embarrassing but I'll just walk it off. Or something. Hopefully. My goodness.