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My fucked up diary thingy: Seeing him was the worst feeling since he left me. Waking up knowing that he wouldn't be next to me was hard and every moment was a waste of time. He would come by and help me every now and then but it just wasn't the same. I became a woman and decided to be on my own.
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I took a drink of the Chardonnay to drink away my pain. "Oh Stevie Why must you leave me?" I cried with the bottle to my face.

"Well bitch you know you cheated on him, he forgave you on that. You pushed him away, he forgave you on that. You told him to leave, and he left." I said to myself drinking even more of bottle.

"Uh oh! Time to gooooo toooo the kitchen!" I got up going to the kitchen. The floor was cracked and cold so the hairs on my body stood.

"Stevie! Get me a bottle of Vodka!" I smiled at the faked visioned silhouette.

"Fuck you! I told you to get me a bottle and you can't do that!" I threw the bottle at the wall.

"Steve!" I called his name 3 times and still no answer!

"Bitch you have to remember he left your broke ass a long time ago!" I cried myself to sleep.
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"Feelings come Feelings go Comme Des Garcon" - Frank Ocean

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