I feel absolutely completely disgusting, gross. just horrid. I want to puke. I think I might.
I just want this to be over.
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I hurt too muuch to be tired. But I should go to bed.
I have work to do tomorrow. A life to live

I want to feel better then. She will be back tomorrow. I want to feel good and look good when I see her. I don't really know whhy it is such a huge deal to me. It isn't like . . . . but i am pretty sure i dont care. It is all for the sake of itself. it is better than feeling nothing at all. I enjoy it, even if it doesnt amount to much. . . .

maybe i should stop saying if