I see it all around me and realize our helpless state. Friends call sobbing, the journals are brimming with it. We are constantly in the business of turning each other’s love sour, as if love weren’t rare enough in this world. We don’t return it, we betray it, we misunderstand it, and rage against it, so turning our most precious gift (our most
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glad to see you made it home alright the other day. i hope to see you again before i go back to school, but if not, i will be there for the forensics retreat.
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