Party tomorrow. Not that I can go. Whatever, I'm used to crap like that happening. I just feel like I haven't seen some of my friends in a long time, and this weekend will be no help.

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As long as I pretend I'm totally fine, she won't notice a thing, and I'll have more freedom. It doesn't make sense to me, but I guess it's like math. Just accept it and work from there.