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Mood: Lonely. I hate these days. Eric is in bed when I get home. I don't get to talk to anyone. I had a crappy day at work, and there is no one to bitch about it to. I miss Travis and my Dad. They were always up when I got home. I shouldn't be lonely. I want a boyfriend I get to see consistently. I want a boyfriend that, at least, texts me and asks me how my day is going. Something... I hate crying. I hate that it's not his fault.
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