... Gone...
Nowhere... he's... I didn't even get to say... I loved him.
I have to lose everything I love. I know that, and yet... I still keep allowing myself that privilege. I'm getting tired of caring. I really am. Sick of it.
... Nothing matters any more. Just let me hurt... no, let me kill whatever they send at me. I don't care. I have
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