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So tired, so hungry, too hungry to prepare food. I feel so awful. Crying in the grocery store over persimmons. I can't decide which is worse - finding out I was repeatedly cheated on by the only boy i've been romantically involved with for the last for years... the only person i've even kissed in the last four years... or losing my best friend.

I want to vomit out the broken shards of my heart that are oozing black bile into my chest and throat.