How extremely convenient that exactly when I am over the worst of my flu and the essay deadline is two days away, I start crying over Mr G randomly. I miss being his friend and girlfriend, and I so much want to talk to him... But I am restraining myself, and forcing back the tears so I can write this damned essay, then fall apart.
Stay tuned for more lovely tales from my life.
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