It's going to happen. It's unavoidable I suppose. I'm going to start packing my stuff, which is really just a shit load of books, and looking for my own place (or a friend with a spare room). At least most of this stuff is hers and not mine, so I won't have to move too much.
I guess when someone keeps telling you that they don't want you, they mean it. And it's pathetic to stay where you're not wanted.
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