i really need to be shot in the head. i've just got home from a club where i ran into C. he's got a new girl. i told him that i didn't want to meet her. he asked why. i said i was jealous. i said i was still in love with him. he said that i must hate him. i said i hated myself for not being able to move on without him. he said we needed to talk but we couldn't right there because he was with his girlfriend. i said don't worry about it. i'm drunk. he's totally wasted so i doubt he'll remember it anyway. i hope so.

i should probably go throw up and pass out. i will continue this at a decent more sober hour.

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