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Well, She's gone... Can I freak out yet???? Can I, please? Everyone else got their chance. I think it's my turn. So, can I? I don't want to live like this, always afraid of rejection, always being the one in the middle of everyone else's shit, but I always end up there. Why is that? Does anybody know? I try my hardest to prevent it, and, yet, everytime without fail. She moved out today, and I'm completely devestated. Someone kill me, please! I beg of you, show mercy on me, and just end it for me. I don't want to live anymore, it's no longer worth it. And you, said anonymous, you haven't been very helpful as of late. Whatever. I'm going to kill myself now, I'll be back to tell you all about it.