lonely is one of those feelings that i hate, and one that I only seem to feel at night. brent is sleeping two feet away from me. it's only eleven at night. i have one hundred pages of reading left in this book called Hope Leslie, that is not on sparknotes.com, I checked. my roommates are out at the bar. go figure. they invited me, but i can't go
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