It's Just Jessica And Marcus, Oxymoronically Alone

That's What All Love Comes Down To, Doesn't It? We Help Others Only As Much As They Let Us.

I Know It Makes Sense For Me And Him To Just Break Up Now And Just Live Our Seperate Lives And Not Have To Worry About Missing Each Other All The Time. But When I Think About That, I Get Sick. Physically Sick. Like I Seriously Throw Up. I Need To Be With Him, Even If I Can’t, Like, Be With Him.

I Feel Better When I Am Not Around People. When I Am Alone, Alone, Alone.

I Do So Much Revising As I Go Along; I Wonder How I Could Write Books If I Hadn't Grown Up In The Computer Age. I Think I'd Be A Very Different Writer. I Find Myself Cutting And Pasting, Changing Things Around And Deleting Whole Paragraphs Constantly.

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