I had to get over [him]. For months now, a stone had been
sitting on my heart. I'd shed a lot of tears over [him],
lost a lot of sleep, eaten a lot of cake batter. Somehow, I had
to move on. [Life] would be hell if I didn't shake loose
from the grip he had on my heart. I most definitely didn't
want to keep feeling this way.
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