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Dear Diary, It was Four weeks ago I met my ''Match'' or so I thought Four weeks for me to fall for him, Four weeks for him to lead me on, Four weeks for him to learn about me, One day for him to break me. I told him my fear I wrote it down and gave it to him, I should had never done tht. After he Betraded me I took it bck and burned it I watched my fear, my heart go up in flames and there was nothing I could had done! I cryed, I thought WAY to much, I yelled, I screamed, I hit my self. And I stopped, stopped living, stopped seeing, stopped believing, stopped being me. It took Four months to get over him, it took Four years for me to get back to normal, and One day from me to see there is no Happy Ever-After
