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Ended the day in bedsheet of tears.

It's so hard to wake up when noone is near. I have to go to work in couple of hours, afraid that it's going to look just as yesterday. Apathy, nostalgy, weakness. Couldn't show them less...and people keep asking.

But finally he did pick up the phone. Oh, how did that calm me. There was no response to my missing.

I took one drop of the mixture, but it doesn't seem to heal. We're gonna talk today, hopefully. He told me not to adjust anything - and what does that mean? Keeping the fingers crossed for any good....

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Woken up from the lonliest night in my life. Trying to face reality. Again. There are hours that remains the same, there are also hours which are killing me. I'm hanging against the decision which is yet unknown.

Remember. It can always get worse.