independence
Not surprising it was a silent car ride. A pretty symbolic parting for the end to a very long month. I have heard the same confessions from different pairs of sobbing eyes. I cry to one. She cries to the other. It is youth that keeps it together. I provided neither with enough credit. I lied to myself as well, thinking i could keep both.
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I love you. Remember we're stuck togehter, forever...till were old bag. We'll talk tomorrow. Im sending your sister warm healing thoughts tonight.
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