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goodness, life is sort of confusing. it is more fun not to i still sort of like a boy who is broken. it's been confrimed that sleeping alone is inferior but he's still in love with another girl; which doesn' really matter, we've never really spoken. then there's his friend, who is my friend as well, but i don't know sometimes. then there's the house where the boy another girl likes live, and ahe lives with boys who are likable. and honestly i'm just not sure what to do.