It was just a thought.

Bravo. Today is the first day I've gone without crying once. I'm proud of myself, I really am. Maybe my methods are anything but conventional but who cares? I'm happy for once and I think that's all that matters. I don't care what other people might think or say because, well, nobody's ever going to have to know. There's nothing like a dirty secret to make the first stitch in healing a broken heart. And boy, this secret is filthy.