So scratch my last entry. Danny and me are OVER. I do NOT need him or any boy to make me happy. I miss the boy I fell in love with, but not the boy he has become. And I don't mean man, I mean boy. I don't understand how a person can repeatedly hurt their significant other and not throw up at the sight of their reflection in the mirror. I guess like
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