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[snabin]

Another night crying alone in my bed. Call me a baby or a wuss or whatever. I couldnt care less at this point. Why can't it just be the way it was? We don't cuddle. I miss little things like that. I miss having a cute relationship where we exchange random 'i love you's for no reason. She talks to other people for hours while I beg for attention. I just wish there was an end in sight... maybe then I would know what to do.

I can't do this.