What can I say? Up down up down...down...down...plummet.

Up: I got letters from my girlfriend. Her handwriting is beautiful.

Down: My stomach started to hurt. I could feel something wrong happening.

Up: I performed my poetry! I will do it again next Thursday, it will be fun.

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Plummet: My girlfriend called me early this morning. She wants to be "friends". There's a lot of messed up stuff going on right now in her life, and it's just insane. It's been 3 years and now she wants to be friends. I feel so bad.:cry: