I've been out for a meal with work tonight and it was good. I enjoyed being around normal people. I need to do more of it.
I came home and thought 'I'm not thinking about him, this is good'. But of course, in doing so, I was thinking about him.
I wish I could forget him. I keep wondering what he's doing. I want him to feel unhappy. At least that would make me realise it wasn't my fault.
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