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Hello Folks. Well, there is no more Andrew and I. And, to make matters worse, I stopped eating. 've been drinking a lot of stuff and I didn't even realize that I haven't been eating until Cheryl pointed it out to me. I got on the scale and I looked in shock when I realize I lost 10 more pounds in less than 5 days. I've been going and going without eating and somehow I didn't realize it. I have yet to cry about Andrew and I. I don't know why. I usually cry like a total baby. Esspecial since he dumped me, and not the other way around. Things are so different right now. I'm totally clinging to Rob and Rosie. Rob and I drive around all hours of the day and night and just talk about anything and everything other than our relationships. His wife is a bitch and my fiancee is a quitter. Not much more to say after that. Then I turn to Rosie who's like totally mature and grown up and she tallks and talks about Dan and stuff and it's not that I don't want to hear about it, but it's just I want to tell her to shut the fuck up because it reminds me of what I never really got to explore with Andrew, this guy I gave my whole heart to. But, I really need to hear Rosie talk because I need her so much and I want so badly to hear about her and dan being happy, but I just hate myself for thinking shit bad while she talks so much goodness about herself. I totally love Rosie and she's holding me together. She's not really talking or asking questions about Andrew and that's so considerate. She's the perfect fix I need right now. If you're reading this Rosie, just know that I love you and thank you so much right now and always.
But I try not to think about it much. I mean, I have so many good things like, um.............. yeah.
So, all alone again. It's like the story of my life repeting.
I'm starting to think that there is no one out there for me. Ugh. The image of Thomas DiMera is better than the actual Thomas DiMera. No one knows what I am talking about right there besides me. I think I'll just go to bed. I'm having an off night. Bye.

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