mood: Depressed still...
Listening to: ugly - the Exies
Thinking about: Love loss and fairy tales
Talking to: Squishy.
Eating: Nothin
Drinking: Nothin
Wanting: To see her again.
Today wasn't much different then...every other day. I guess I'm gunna be ok...I can't hold on anymore. It hurts like hell, yeah. But I can do it, I can forget about her, and move on. I just, want to say goodbye.
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