Let me just say, I hold a solid record of having never been broken up with. I initiated the one and only breakup I’ve ever had, so right now, I’m batting a thousand. Yay?
Anyway, despite knowing next to absolutely nothing about breakups, I’m pretty sure this is the exact opposite of what you’re supposed to do during one. I mean, unless acting like an entitled twat and screaming into a cellphone in public where people are completely free to capture your meltdown on video is what you’re supposed to do. In which case, carry on, you psychotic douchewaffle.