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I hear his voice. Every time I do it makes me want to puke. I can’t get rid of him. I can’t run away. I have to face it. I have to move through it. This is difficult.

I wrote that two days ago. Yesterday I spent my day with him.

Now this is another two weeks later since he was exposed to messing with some girls. I hate him.

I’m so confused. Love isn’t supposed to feel like this…

Wait… did I say love?

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