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So my concussion is pretty bad, says the ugly doctor-lady with the unibrow and pants pulled up to her belly button.
Owen sent me a message on Facebook, asking if I was okay. I think I had heart papitations. But, on the other hand, I can't believe myself. How can I still love him? Our breakup wasn't nasty, persay, but it was a breakup - meaning, I don't love you anymore, okay, well, then, see you around, bye. No further contact necessary.
~ "When life hands you lemons...make lemonade." ~
The story of my life
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Posted by making_lemonade on 2008-01-19 21:37:03 | Rating: n/a | Views: 47
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