supergoddess
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Pat
Holy shit I just called Pat for the first time in 50
billion years.
And I'm scared shitless.
He was all tired and sick and everything and he said he
had a headache and I was like "omg omg I'm so sorry I
haven't called you in a billion years" and he was
like "sdfosdfmsd" and trying to talk but it came out
sounding tired and weird and I was like "what did you
think happened to me" and he was like "I dont know I
thought you moved or something" and I'm just scared
because I felt like he doesn't love me anymore.
And if he does, I swear to god, I don't know what I could
ever possibly do to ever get him back.
I love him so much it's like unexplainable and now I'm
screwed over... how the hell could I mess this up?
I want to talk to him and ask him about everything but I
just can't bring myself to it because I feel like crying
all the time and I'm so paranoid.
Oh my god.
What am I going to do with myselffff?
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