Holy crap I'm tired. I'm going to go to sleep as soon as I post this. So the other night I ended up being stupid again. Eleven is the lucky number. And then I told Dave how I've been thinking about really bad stuff (suicide) lately and he told me he'd never forgive me and I must not love him if I can even think about it. And then I felt like
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