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The Pros and Cons of Your Sudden Departure

Pros:                                              Cons: - I quit caffiene                              - I feel exhausted - I stopped over eating               - I hardly eat - I sleep better                                - I stay up all night and sleep all                                                                                                                                        day - I dream again                               - They're nightmares - I'm healthier                                 - Almost all I "eat" are those                                                                                                                            health smoothies I get at work - I'm more social                            - I'll talk to anyone if it will                                                                                                                                   keep me from thinking about                                                                                                                               you - I'm no longer numb                   - I feel so much pain I'm getting                                                                                                                             panic attacks again - I no longer stress over              - I don't care about school at all    school work - I'm writing again                          - I only write about you How do you think I'm doing?
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moriah-jean
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Sep 15, 2010
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© September 14th, 2010 Moriah Jean

For my muse - I'm getting closer to hating you. You know, that kind of hatred that really closely resembles love..

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