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Confessions....
I'm bitter. I'm angry with her.
I smoked pot this weekend.
I took a pain killer this weekend. A big one.
I masturbated last night... and then cried. Because I thought of her.
I want her back, dammit.
I haven't eaten today. I only ate yesterday because Laura wouldn't quit staring at me until I put food in my mouth.
I'm having regular panic attacks at work each night. At least two a week right now. Fucking "whiirrr" sound.
Part of me wishes I never met her. A small part.
I'm going to go to Northwest next semester... because it's cheap, in state tution... and because I don't have to worry about pissing off Julie because Allison will be there.
I'm depressed.
I saw Josh Miller at work last night. That look of hatred he gave me... it hurt.
I want a rebound fuck. But I'd cry afterwards... or... rather... during.
I'm still holding hope. That's so, so sad.
I want her to call me... right now.
I'm going to get my tongue ring on Friday.
No... Wait. I'm getting it tonight!!!