Much to my dismay...
... it seems that the break-up is the real deal, peeps. What a cocksucker... I mean, inept cocksucker. I've tried not to let this affect Juk's visit, but I haven't been very successful. Can't help it... am quite sad.
I'm going to the Depeche Mode concert tomorrow which will perfectly match my adolescent melancholy. So dependable, Depeche...
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I'm going to call you today/tonight. I'm sad that you are sad. But this is not your fault, partner.
I love the whole cocksucker bit.
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