B isn't mad. He's disappointed. Which is way worse. But I think we might be ok... maybe. He didn't dump me, anyway. I don't think. I think it had less to do with the bruises than with the underlying current of... oh, come on. Everybody's seen "Girl, Interrupted," right? I'm Wynona Ryder, essentially. (Well... somewhere between Wynona and Angelina,
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