I keep thinking I should write something profound seeing as how Tomorrow is the 12th. Something like "every year it sucks a little less" or "the loss seems different" but all that shit just seems trite at best
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Your face is still my desktop image. Every day or so, I close enough programs and screens to see your pseudo-grumpy face and it reminds me of a time of two I spat liquids or food across my table at our friends.
I am sending love to you and your Scrumptious One. I miss you both. You are two people I look up to and think are Divine Humans. Honestly.
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I am sending love to you and your Scrumptious One. I miss you both. You are two people I look up to and think are Divine Humans. Honestly.
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