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day 40

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i'm not myself.

his friends left marks all over me; and i can't get rid of them. they wouldn't leave me alone either. even though he's there, it's like he's not. even though he yells at them to leave me alone, they still call me names.

i've turned numb, and i just don't care anymore.

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