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[shadowboxer011]

Ok, so I've hit a rut. I don't feel like leaving my room. I could have sworn that I was done crying about this, but apparently not.

I want to go home, crawl into my own bed, turn off the light and NEVER emerge from my room ever again.

I feel ill.

Period. Paragraph.

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[xxrupturexx]

Been there. Done that.

It gets better. I promise it does. You'll come home and we'll go to Starbucks again and I'll give you a big hug and a present and I promise you everything will eventually be okay.

[madgilda]

This is supposed to happen. You're going to mourn it for awhile unfortunately, but let it take it's course and let the emotions rip and eventually you'll come out of this feeling renewed.

When you come home we are so going to Starbucks and it will be amazing.

Hang in there, I'm thinking of you!

[as_we_are]

i wish i could come give you a hug.

[_spotless_mind_]

Oh Allie. No one could possibly matter this much. Except for me.;)
Ok, lets rephrase - no GUY could possibly matter this much.
Emotions suck. I'm sorry - I wish I could be there. We'll see you April 16th and it will be amazing. ;)