It's not even 9 yet and I want to go home. I'm trying so hard not to miss Victor as much as I really do but since I need to function in the world...I can't let it eat me up. I'm just counting the minutes until Friday at 5:30...when I am able to see him. This really sucks but we'll still love each other no matter the miles. I helped him move out
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