I HATE HAVING ALL MY BLOGS EXCEPT FOR THIS ONE LINKED TO MY OTHER WEBSITES. I CAN'T TYPE UP ANYTHING PRIVATELY, FMLFMLFML.

I don't even care though. Seriously. I don't.
I just want to grab my stuffed dog and sleep but I can't because I'm crying too hard because he gave it to me, and my hand is naked without his ring and I want to take everything and put it somewhere where it can be gone and out of my face until I'm over this, but I can't, because it's everywhere. Letters, pictures, messages, pictures online, gifts, flowers, notes, this-and-that's. EVERYFUCKINGWHERE. And I hate being alone but nobody is free and I hate crying but I can't stop and I hate this. I hate that I'm without him but I know that it won't work and it sucks and I'm a wreck and I don't know what to do or how to fix it and I just hate everything right at this moment because my head hurts and my nose is stuffed up and I'm alone and crying and cold and frustrated and just FUCKKKKKKKK.


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GOD.