"I'm not special. I'm just another jaded kid that took the fall. The woman that love made shattered herself. Cue the love songs. Cue the cliches. Let Dr. Phil diagnose me from the TV. Oh and don't forget that 'everything happens for a reason.'"
And, yes, she realizes how all this sounds. She's actually addressed the emo issuehere
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I remember when he came to visit me after his ex shot herself in the head on his mother's doorstep. His eyes were sunken into his face. He was rail thin. Looked as if the grim reaper was dwelling in his gut, sucking the very life out of him. I guess the kind of love he had to give added to her brand of insecurities and left her little choice. There was no escape from the pain he dealt, and the only way to make him understand was to do the unthinkable. I often wonder if she was the crazy one. Or if it was him.