It feels like a bad dream. Oh wait, it's reality. I don't want to think about it anymore. We all know Erica is an inconsiderate bitch and screwed me choice. I don't want to talk about it anymore. If I do, I am moving forward with the situation.
Right now, I have a few possibilities open to me. Things are looking up. And it will definitly be for the best. I know that, now.
It still hurts, though.

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