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May 26, 2005 20:39

God, this is hard. I keep hearing, It's all so unreal. I can't believe it happened. Is there anything I can do?

And it seems everyone wants to hug me.

But every touch makes me shudder and I feel like throwing up. No, it's not unreal. It happened. There's nothing you can do. Make me a fucking time machine so I can tell him not to get in that car. Not now. Wait five minutes. Wait ten minutes. Wait an hour.
I tried to eat a piece of pizza today, and choked. I started crying while eating a fucking piece of pizza.

Everyone's talking about the empty space he left. It'll never be filled.

Well, what I've got right now is a big, empty life. An empty life and his books and four phone calls to a dead cell phone that will never be returned.
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