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my insides are hollow, and nothing fills the hole
breaking up is the death of a family member.
i don't know why it isn't treated more seriously, with automatic psychiatric enrollment.
you are suddenly without your other half. they left your life and it will never be the same. it used to be a shared experience but now you're left dangling off the cliff alone.
and it's all the more painful because this is something that was consciously decided. someone decided they could no longer live, like this, with the other.
and it's worse to be the dumper than
the dumpee--because it's your fault it's over. your decision. you have no one to blame but yourself.
i need to find something to fill that hole where you used to be
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