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Oh god my heart hurts. She's so beautiful, and she's nice, she's so nice. She's a batender, I hung out at her bar and she invited me and my friend out with her friends that night. It was great, we hung out, talked lots and laughed, through ice at her friend and hit somee guy in the eye who got really pissed off and we laughed some more, then I got so drunk I don't remember the rest of the night until I came to alone puking on a hill a block fromt the bar. I slept in my car, ashamed.

So I dropped by her work and she's there and I explain and it's all ok but there's this guy, looks like me oddly, and he's watching her, and leaning over and whispering to her and she later comes and hugs him and then they takes him by the hand to the store room or whatever. My heart is broken. It's split wide open and the bile of a hundred broken crushes is oozing out. Fuck it hurts.

Oh yeah, I bought a car. It's sweet, really sweet, everything I wanted actually. Too bad I didn't write about it when I was excited about it. Well, I'll tell you about it later. My adoring fans...