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07.12.09

The more I find out about this damn internet girl, the worse it gets.

I couldn't sleep tonight because her piercing prepubescent voice was wailing through the speakers as he giddily flirted with her on her live internet cam show.

What hurts the most is that he says things to her that I feel are so deeply personal to us.

"I want to brush your hair", he says to her as she stares blankly back.

I think back to all the times he has combed through my titian locks thoroughly enjoying himself and gushing over how much he loves my hair.

I thought that was special.

I thought I was special.

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