to be honest, i'd wiped my tears away and giggled as i typically do, but i was dead. i'm still dead. the churning mental/emotional decrepitude stole hours and left me with that unkindly vacant stare. i kept getting "what's wrong?" to which i'd answer, "nothing." i'd walk away, head lowered, deep in thought. nick called and i explained things. he
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hugs. i'll listen if you like. listen.
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