("june-ny" or "joo-ny")
I’ve survived a lot of things and I’ll probably survive this.
You don’t understand the hell I went through after you left me.
My problem was that no one ever needed me as much as I needed them.
I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.
I’ll be ok. I just need time to be sad.