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12:18 am Monday, August 7, 2006
I am sick to my stomach right now. The man I was in love with was married a two months ago. And she's pregnant. Their first child, a girl. She suggested the name Jessica Rose. And he agreed. I thought it impossible for my heart to hurt anymore. I was so utterly wrong. I think I'm dying inside.