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[dothe_exile]

What is it about abandonment... and desolation?

Each my body can hardly tolerate. Like heat and no control.

I'm on fire inside.
Except I want it, because I can feel it burning, and when I try and gain can control, I can feel me moving.

In the cold you're just numb, and every movement you make is so quick.
What does it matter what you do then?
Everything

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[ohicholesterol]

hey remember that time you used to be my friend? i called you a few times and no answer and no returned calls from messages left with your family. I guess thats just how it is now.

[dothe_exile]

I remember.
I remember a lot. I'm always remembering you, and when I have the chance I'm even bragging about you. I just don't remember when I got like this.

I hardly have any time to be myself right now.

I want to make time for you, I've got to make time for you.
I just keep scaring myself thinking that you might have changed up there, or I might have changed down here.

If we couldn't live up to what we were to each other before it would kill me.

Just don't think that I've forgotten about you because I shouldn't ever, wouldn't ever, couldn't ever.