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[deerling]

friday: his last day of law school. trying to quell my jealousy at hearing about tequila shots on the green while i stagnate at work. the anticipation of celebrating with him is squashed when i speak to him at two and he is at a strip club. i become indignant, so angry i feel like a seizure, and the word 'fine.' spills out of my mouth over and over

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[catkins]

this makes me sad. i hope you aren't, too much. xoxo, honey.