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22 October 11

“Yesterday, at that baby shower, I was jealous of Callie. Because she got pregnant without trying. And we try. I get shots, I take my temperature, I put my legs in the air and nothing. The universe says, “Screw you, Meredith.” And gives Callie a kid. And then puts Callie through a windshield. I mean, what the hell is going on? What’s the point? I mean, is there a reason for this? Because if you can think of a reason, any reason at all why the universe is so screwed up and random and mean. Now would be an amazingly good time to tell me because I really need some answers.”

“Yesterday, at that baby shower, I was jealous of Callie. Because she got pregnant without trying. And we try. I get shots, I take my temperature, I put my legs in the air and nothing. The universe says, “Screw you, Meredith.” And gives Callie a kid. And then puts Callie through a windshield. I mean, what the hell is going on? What’s the point? I mean, is there a reason for this? Because if you can think of a reason, any reason at all why the universe is so screwed up and random and mean. Now would be an amazingly good time to tell me because I really need some answers.”

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