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Nights are usually when I feel the weakest.

I feel torn when I see a picture of him. One side of me misses it more then I can bare, the other sees it trying to impress everyone else and not giving a shit or a care about me.

Does he think about me? Does he miss me?

I shouldn’t haunt myself with these questions.

what good does it do

Kitty turned 2 today…she was our little girl.  He was so sad when I took her away, does he at least miss kitty?

You’re right, who cares.

When will I stop

I should put my phone in a lock box from 10pm-10am

The show "Girls" on HBO is funny