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I've been awake all night. It's 6:19 in the morning and I'm sitting inside the diner, drinking coffee. The sky is still dark. Christian broke up with me over myspace two days ago. He decided he was done chewing on me like a piece of fleshy bone he was ready to discard. He didn't even give me a reason. It was ridiculously pathetic. I shouldn't have ever let him inside me. I am worth so much more than a myspace breakup, damn it. Whatever. I hope he felt closure when clicking the "send" button because I sure as hell felt closure when I was burying his shirt, hair, and photograph. Stomping on the soil after it was placed in the earth. I can't believe he subjected our relationship to a myspace breakup. He is such a loser. He asked me how to spell "experience" once, and since then I've known I had more aptitude for excellence. Now he's seeing Dragonfly, I think. He accepted money from my mom AFTER he broke up with me and she had no idea he had already dumped me. She gave him five dollars to call me. He never called. What a low-life scumbag. I am having coughing fits in this diner booth. I sound terrible. I'm leaving for Boston on the 4th, to go under the knife on the 5th. I really need a friend at this point. I wish at least one of you would act like a friend....