11:15 p.m.

You broke his heart, you son of a bitch. I don't know what happened, all I know is that he'd rather die than feel as much hurt as he is right now. And I can't fix that; no one can. So now you've got more than just one crushed person to atone for. I can't stand to see anyone like this. I hope you're happy.

I hope it was worth tearing out an already fragile heart and stomping all over it.

But more,I hope he gets through this.

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