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June 21, 2007
She will never understand why I choose him over M. She saw us together in the hall and gave us a disapproving look that would make any normal person want to puke. I just held his hand tighter. Later when we were alone, she turned to me and said, "How’s he working out for you?"

Biting my lip was all I could do to keep myself from crying over her bitter tone. She wouldn’t even look me in the eyes. She prefers M because he "never hurt" me and made me "happy" but she doesn’t know shit.

I was miserable.