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It's been four months
And it still feels like my heart has been ripped out of my body.
Fuck the system that doesn't prepare women for the very real chance of pregnancy loss.
Fuck the system that makes women think that this doesn't happen to so many other people.
Fuck the system that makes nurses treat someone like they've done something to deserve it.
Fuck the system that tells women to just "deal" with the pain on their own.
Fuck the system that tells women to be quiet about it.
Fuck. It.
When your hair and your sweater are matching lol #randomselfie #needtodyemyhair #itsbeen4months
Just a couple months late to editing the snorkeling video... #itsbeen4months #why #snorkeling #lahaina #hawaii #summervacation #tbt
What's got to me with these #selfie #goodnightselfie #itsbeen4months #hornyyyyy

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With everything going on - I feel like relapsing is totally justified right now?
More then half the time I feel pretty dead inside.
You know that feeling you get when someone you care about is in the near vicinity and you can just feel them? yeah, that happened. I'm trying to tell myself it didn't, and I almost have myself convinced. I'm trying to tell myself that it wasn't him. I'm trying to tell myself that I'm happy now and that things turned out well after all. It may have only been for a brief second, maybe even less. But I wish I had been more oblivious. I wish I was looking down, or at my phone, or fixing my jacket, or grabbing something from my backpack. I wish I had not stopped to talk. I wish I had done my usual routine of going to the library. I would have been okay. But I have no doubt that it was him.
I was doing so well.