a broken heart

This week has flown by, probably because I wasn't productive at all.
I only worked one day this week, however I'll still get paid for all 4.
It's lovely working for relatives.
Last week I think it was, I promised myself I would treat myself to something once a week.
I haven't shopped or did much for myself so far this summer and that's rare.
I treated myself twice this week and I'm all :]'s about it.
I went to the mall unexpectedly today, and bought a cute dress, dope glasses and these funky leggings. Still waiting on my order from karmaloop. Retail therapy just puts me in a good mood.

Of course someone had to blow it. I've been told I over analyze and, I admit sometimes I do. And of course I second guess myself at times but who doesn't? Scenario; two people are talking, very close relationship. Might as well say their together but its all in the air. The guy is having sex with other females or a female. Should the female feel some type of way about that or not?
That's basically my situation, and where the photo meaning comes in. I'm simply heart broken by it all. I'm not mad, just hurt. I can't be mad because of the circumstances. But damn homie!

I've been listening to Adele's album "19", at least one a day for the last couple days and I looove her lyrics, and voice. It just makes you zone out and think. I can't really say which song is my favorite, because I listen to the whole thing straight through without knowing which song is actually playing. A few that come to mind would be "Chasing Pavements" "Cold Shoulder" and "Hometown Glory"..oh and "Right As Rain". What the hell, all of them.
Check it out for yourself.

photo via; flickr