I feel so hmm.. not disgusted, no. More like erm.. petrified? Not entirely as well. Not really regretful too. I guess I just feel this horrible feeling every time I recall that Mr X was once important to me in my life. The No. 1 guy indeed. Gawd, what horror those memories bring now. Why does life change so dramatically and so soon?

Not that I want any more repeats of the past. I just want to let go, and move on!