She was always my touchstone. I don't know how I'm going to live without her. I don't know who I'm going to call when I need advice anymore. She was always there for me, telling me I was fine, I wasn't a screw-up, and she'd always love me.
I don't know how I'm going to keep going, Jess. I don't know how.
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Date: 2007-11-30 02:34 am (UTC)I don't know how I'm going to keep going, Jess. I don't know how.