i didnt wake up crying like i did last time. but i do have a lump in my throat. i cant believe i got my ass dumped at the bar. now i get to sit through all of the "he wasnt good enough for you"'s and "its for the better"'s. i dont care. thats not what i want to hear. i want to hear that someone cares about me. that someone loves me. i feel like i
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