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| I guess I should go see her tomorrow. She hung up on me, I'll go visit and make it up to her. I just need time alone, space to think, be myself... | |
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| she should know how miserable I am. She should know better than to call. Christ, she's so demanding. I don't have the energy. Jesus. What's wrong with her? | |
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