Song: Adam Tyler – Torn
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13th November
Dear diary,
Only 34 days left. I'm angry and going crazy. I can't stop imagining his hands on her. He touches her, he strokes her, and he kisses her. He makes love with her. I'm gonna throw up. I see her every day. She wears his jacket as if it really belongs to her. I want to take it away from her. It doesn't suit her, she has no right to wear it. Samantha could have worn my clothes. Eleanor can't wear Louis' clothes if he's just fucking her. I think that's the worst. She wears his jacket in exchange for a night together. These pictures don't leave my head. I imagine their intertwined bodies. I'm imagining, how they screaming each other's names. I think I'm going to explode. I didn't touch him yesterday, I did it. When he refused to get out of my car, I held back. I didn't hit him, even though I wanted to, but I didn't. I succeeded. You could say I'm moving forward. I haven't slept since I left him on the side of the road, and I'm very tired of new pills. I need some rest otherwise I won't last. Goodnight.
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