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It's ironic the way the world works,how sometimes in order to realize what means most to you, you first have to lose it. What do you do when there's nothing left to do? How do you continue to hold on when there's nothing left to grab? I don't think i've ever felt so confused in my whole entire life. I didn't sleep last night, and now i sit here in his room by myself. What happened between then and now? My heart is in my throat and i'm about ready to puke. This hurts. Make it stop.