All I Want In Life's a Little Bit of Love to Take the Pain Away

[brighter_now]

Chapter 3

Notebooks; HeartacheLast night, I tired of sitting alone in my room, and ventur'd forth to the House of Coffee, wherein I wrote by Hand, which I previously have never seriously attempted, but met with a stunning amount of success, in that the words flowed from pen to page in a way that is suspiciously synchronous with the fact that

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[anonymous]

i'll never know what to do, what to say, to make it all okay.

all that i can say is that i'm sorry.