Well here I sit, 3 days later, my face the size of a fucking basketball. Reading and watching t.v. for enough consecutive hours to make me wish i were dead. I can't smile. Not a single person has called to chat or to come visit me. Although I should have expected that figuring my only real friend is in Paris for the summer. So I stay up all night
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