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2003-02-25 - 9:21 p.m.

(if you think this isn't killing me, you're wrong.)

so many emotions--disappointment, frustration, hurt, confusion...displaced. i didn't think four years would end up this way. distant and unattached. like we walked miles and miles together and now i'm walking backwards, alone and i'm sore. so fucking sore.

i care(d) so much.

don't ever forget that.

prove me wrong.