I dreamed about the friend I'm not talking to anymore last night. It was a reminicing of all our good times, it showed her being there for me, a fabrication of my mind to be sure. But it was sweet, and it was heart-breaking, and I wish that she would just leave me alone. I don't want to think about her anymore. I'd rather die than have to go
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