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it´s been a week. a week since i let her go. i miss her every day. i think people think that i've already forgotten her. not that i really care about what they think. i wanna go see her all the time. i keep it to myself cause people suck. i dont go there cause i dont wanna make her feel homesick. i havent had strange feelings about it so far, so i guess shes ok. if shes not, or if they dont give her a good time, i dont know what im able to do. but i prefer to think that shes happy. thats my last image of her and thats the image i wanna remember forever.

oh yeah, its new year's eve already. fuck it. its a normal day. at least we dont get to buy people presents. its not that comercial.