So. I cried. A lot. To his face. I had to. I had to let ihm know how much I hated him. I feel a little better. I miss my boyfriend. I want this weekend to fast forward to Sunday. I'm all set with tonight and tomorrow. Except tomorrow night. Yeah, Tomorrow night is going to be amazing. I just get to cuddle and kiss my mushpie until my lips fall off
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