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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
You know that jolt of feeling you get from an "not-quite-done-with" ex? Everytime someone mentions his name, or gives you a deja vu? And your brain begins to access all this thoughts at lightning quick speed?
"FUCK! what? God, I can't take this right now... Well, maybe I should- healing process. Mmph, gotta reject all information that pertains to success, new loves, or happiness in any shape or form. Ew, what was THAT all about? Glad I don't have to deal with that, at least. I'm hot, unlucky bastard. Wait- what was that?"
And then when you realize there is actually some news that can floor you and make all the comments halt- Things that might be huge (like engagements) or devastating (like funerals).
Today I received some flooring. None of which makes me regret my decision, but helps me realize how forgiving I really became to extend fervent well wishes to recovery. (No, he's not sick.)
Karma is a bitch, people. Do what's right.
10:37 AM
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