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The Break Up

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I can hardly breathe...It's suffocatingme.Pushing me towards the edge.I can't take it anymore I have to break up with him. I'm over him. I actually am, really. Well maybe a little. Okay fine I'm not over him,okay. Are you happy. Every time I think about him I cry. I keep on saying I'm over him but every time I think about him or even look at him.My heart goes numb and I can't move. I really hate love. Is there actually a real definition of love...a relationship. All love is really is just cuddling,holding hands,kissing, and things like that. Do we really need that in our lives making us go insane till we can't the fact that it's causing us to become claustrophobic.No we don't want that.My best friend Kelsie,she's pretty much all i have right now.She gets me through all the hard times.Especially when we were in fourth grade,she stuck up for me and now she's there for me again.Next time I'm going to be there for her.





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