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I am going crazy. I am going nuts. I can't stop listening to Interpol. I can't stop regretting things from a million years ago. Someone stop me. I wrote three letters, three ex-boyfriends. Three letters to them. I am so crazy that I actually sent one. I sent it via facebook, so I doubt he'll ever get it. I am retarded. I want to send it again via postal service. Oh man, the postal service. I am so so stupid. I am in love. I am crazy. I am not in love with who you think. Oh god, someone slap me. I am falling in love with my memories...again. Slap me silly. I made a post that only I can see. If anyone could see it I am pretty sure I could get someone to actually slap me. I know Bryan would.