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12:03 p.m.


I feel sick.


2:18 p.m.


I still can’t do it.


5:00 p.m.


Text message from my mom: “Just remember you’re worth. Don’t you ever forget that.”


8:57 p.m.


Wow.


Okay.


Where do I start? Words are escaping me at the moment. Everything is escaping me at the moment. The life that I thought I knew, the plans that I thought I had, they fell through my fingertips faster than granules of sand on the California Coast.


I can’t do this right now. I’ll take this up later.


12:57 a.m.


It’s crazy to me, the fact that the people you love most in this world have the capability to hurt you the most.


Perhaps I’m just too trusting. Perhaps I put my faith where I shouldn’t have.


3:29 a.m.


Holy fucking hell. (Please excuse my language. Nothing else seems a worthy description of the present state of my brain)

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