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I'm sobbing.

My shoulders are shaking and snot is running down my face and my hair's a mess, my sweater's a mess, I'm a mess. I'm vaguely aware of the bells that ring, of the people that walk past me and stare. I can't think. I can't- I can't breathe.

What have I done?

Oh, God. 

What have I done?

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