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hereewegoagainn:

I had sex with you, but now I feel like I need you. I think about you all the time, I wish I could hold you, but all I am to you is a slutty girl you used to be friends with.

hereewegoagainn:

Honestly, I though I knew what sadness and anger and confusion felt like. I sat at home crying by myself all weekend I thought it was hell. Now it’s Monday night and I would kill to go back to the weekend. I had a home my own blankets and pillows, I could be curled up with my cat and eat all I…