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It was... about to be in a hotel with spa today.
But I did sucks, so it couldn't be happened.
I blame myself.
I made this.
I think I should get over her so many time.
But every time I get a reply from her, I happen to cry loud.
I can't stop my tears.
My dairy, here, is only where I can write everything of my thought.
Isn't she gonna see me anymore?
It just... seeing me for a time.
Not difficult thing.
Can't you do this for me?
Please, think about me too.
Just have a sex with somebody? If that can make me comfort, I'll do it.
But that is Not for me.
That can't help anything to me.
Might be I need a therapist.
Or a phychologist.