I liked life better when the boy was all I cried over.
I mean, it was horrible, and I never again want to bawl my eyes out into a blue towel, alone, at night, with a bottle of GSM Blue and no ice. But it wasn't life. I mean, there were other things, and even though it was hard to get on with them, there were other things in life if you get what
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