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A/N: for the 178 Moods challenge. Please review and thanks for reading!
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I am crushed. Finally I listened to someone, moved on, chose to love someone else, but that doesn't heal me, doesn't kill this feeling. Seeing HIM, the boy I've loved for three years, with someone else... It's too much.
And yet I live. I accept that he'll never care. I cry a little. I DON'T accept what he's done. I write thirteen letters no one will ever see. I act like a snapping turtle for three days. I accept what he's done. I try to move on. I live.