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I cried on my way to the airport today. I climbed into bed as soon as I got back and just woke up now. That's the only way I can handle this shit I think.
It was the last time I will sleep in my house. Very weird feeling leaving it this morning.
This weekend was good. Friday was extraordinary. Saturday was relaxing. Sunday was confusing. Overall it was good. I missed it.
I'm back to feeling empty.
It was the last time I will sleep in my house. Very weird feeling leaving it this morning.
This weekend was good. Friday was extraordinary. Saturday was relaxing. Sunday was confusing. Overall it was good. I missed it.
I'm back to feeling empty.