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no, no, no. Friday, Jan. 30, 2009 2:48 AM

... Never mind.

He called me today. And... No. We can't be friends. I can't be nice to him. Things have changed and he has destroyed me.

I want to yell, but I want to yell at him. I want to hurt him. I want to throw this all back in his stupid fucking face. I want to tell him that I want this bitch to hurt him. I want her to rip his heart out and toss it aside like it means nothing to her. I want her to scar him, break him down, show him how dumb it was to pick her over me. I want him to realize how much better I am than her. Which probably won't happen, because I'm not.

My heart won't slow down and I can't sleep. Fuck this. Fuck him.

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