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It's been 88 days, 11 hours and 45 minutes since he left. Im trying to face each day as it comes, but it's so hard. Especially when I'm home alone, just me and Fluff. I completely forgot how big this apartment seems when its virtually empty. That's actually why I try and keep myself busy, go out for long walks with Fluff or just dilly dally around the store... I hate being home alone. I guess that's one thing that's stuck with me since childhood.

...He was the one person I thought would never leave. After everything we'd been through. I'm such an idiot. I'm too trusting, I can't believe how hard and fast I fell. I thought it was going great! No, It was going great. Well, up until the last 4 or so days I saw him... He was acting really distant, and whenever I'd ask him about it, he'd change the subject...

I guess he was thinking of leaving me. I... just wish he would have told me instead of leaving me in the dark. If he didn't love me... then... why did he stay for so long? Was I used? No.. No, he didn't have anything to gain from using me... But it still makes no sense.

Ugh. I wish I could just wake up and everything'll be fine again. But life goes on... I think it's about time I goto the store, or do something, again...

This apartment is so suffocating now.