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May 04, 2009 11:44

the last time i was as hungover as i am right now, adam made me couscous and we talked about living together, but then that it was probably a bad idea after only a year.
i lied to him again and again last night and now its over and im dying from the inside out via too much whiskey. i dont feel anything at all except sick. not depressed yet, theres a little anger and embarrassment at myself but shouldn't sad kick in by now?
he called ned to make sure i was okay, wish that was a shred of hope. maybe? i dont even know.

an m&m just made me yak, kinda wish id gone grocery shopping ever recently. not hungry but dont like feeling shreds in my stomach.
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