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Last night I went on a date. It was fun the guy was funny and really kind to me. It also felt really wrong. I felt bad because even if he didnt know it the whole time all I could do was think about clint. grrrr I figure I'll keep trying though. It's got to be better then sitting at home moping and feeling sorry for myself. It still hurts like hell though. Guess they are right these things take time, and a month just isnt enough yet.
I'll keep pluggin on.
I'll keep pluggin on.