Okay, so the guidance counselor was right. I actually slept almost the whole night last night.
Fucking shrink. Who’da thought?
I actually felt better after writing the last blog entry. I even went a whole day without calling Sarah. A whole freakin’day.
It’s actually helping, I think.
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I, Death
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