in pieces.
Piece me back together when I'm falling apart.

I need GLUE to mend the pieces together. Anybody got glue? I need it to recover... (Not the sniffing type, I'm not an drug addict.)

Hai.

I ren. I ren okay... Until I cannot ren and 'be strong' anymore.
And what he says doesn't exactly make me feel better.
If you won't lose any sleep over this, then I don't see any point in me telling you anything.

Basically, (the favourite phrase of my colleague) he choose them over a certain someone.
So yeah. Forget it then.