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Oct 23
2008
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Well, its 1.20am, and I'm still awake.
Had an awful day yesterday, an awful night and the theme seems to have continued today and tonight. The fact that I dumped the rest of his stuff on his parents' drive on Saturday seemed to signify to him that he had carte blanche to contact me again. So I got into work on Monday, to an email, to which I did not respond. Then yesterday the phone rang, and I answered thinking it was my mum, and it was him. My heart just went plummeting down again. I hung up immediately, as I cannot talk to him, its still too painful, and although on the the one hand I want





