Dear Diary... I am not as lonely as I was yesterday.  I am feeling much better now.  I finally realized that I am too good for her anyways.  If she can't realize how special I am, and how lucky she was to have me in the first place, then it is her loss- not mine.  So, my new life starts today.  The first thing I am gonna do is get her name removed from my heart.  I hear tattoo removal is getting cheaper nowadays, and the pain factor is decreased too.  Secondly, I am going to go out to some party and hook up with some girl (hopefully while she is watching me, to show how little I need her.)  By the way, I am so much happier now.  On my own.  Completely alone.  But not bad alone- just... alone.  I still think it was really immature of her to make such a big scene in front of everyone I hold dear.  And she KNOWS I am not impotent- that it was just those two or three times.  It was just unnecessary for her to tell everyone that.  But that doesn't matter now, because that is the past.  The past... which I will never again regain.  Ugh...  I think SHE was the one that was impotent!  Stupid bitch...  We'll see how impotent I am when my axe is slicing neatly across her neck.  She doesn't want to sleep with me anymore???  I'll sleep INSIDE of her skin!  I'll slice her down the middle and step inside with my steel-tipped boots and zip her back up again before I let her make a fool of me!  Huh...  I'm gonna go to sleep now...