Well, I'm back in Lincoln. I have to say, though, I'm not that excited about it. It's a strange feeling leaving your home with your family and friends to come back to an empty apartment. Cold, dark, and messy, due to me leaving a couple days early, it was almost surreal. Like something from a movie. But, after a busy afternoon of cleaning, organizing, and rearranging my furniture, I seem to have stopped feeling sorry for myself, which is good. It just feels different than when I left. I know exactly why, and it sucks, but I'll just have to get used to it. The same thing is going to happen this year that happened last year and I'm just going to have to face the facts. the truth. He's going to leave me this year just like he did last year. damn it. please don't leave me, you're all i have.

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