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I was at the club now and fuck, I gotta say, this is pretty nice, I haven't been here in a very long time. I immediately went over to the bar to grab myself a drink. I might as well buy the whole bottle to be honest. I plan on drinking out my feelings, no sorry drowning down my feelings tonight. I can't deal with the amount of times they keep coming in to my mind. My heart feels broken. I've grown more tired and pissed off by the tiniest interactions. My mom. She has no idea about it. I would tell her but she was so sure about Luciano. She was right though, he has a wall in his heart that someone will crack down; sooner or later. That person won't be me however. And she was right I really liked him. My eyes light up when I talk about him, I force it to go away when I start reminiscing on the happy memories we'd made together. He'd made me so happy but the thing is out of anyone else, he has brought me the most pain. I sit sometimes and cry. Cry because it all changed so quickly...why c