I stopped

Ja, that's it.

I do not have much time to waste.

"It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly
  to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much. When I feel someone
  is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I
  get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less.
  Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think
  that it's over, that I'll never see him again like this... well yes,
  I'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend,
  act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of
  each other less and less until we forget each other completely.
  Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up,
  fool around. Meet one guy, then another, play around. Forget the
  one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start
  again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after
  two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one,
  until that one is gone as well. There's a moment in life where you
  can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this
  person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t
  live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing
  right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone
  else's kisses."