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Oh man, oh man. I feel like I have been socked in the stomach, my heart, that heart that I previously though was nonexistent is now at my knees. If anything, if anything, I have discovered that I still have a heart, however shattered and deformed that heart may be. I don't want to write anymore. I don't want to write anything anymore. I don't want to do anything anymore. I just want to sleep, and sleep, and keep on sleeping. Oh, I hope I never wake up.