I never write in this thing anymore because I never have anything important to say. But, this time, something of importance occurred:
My father died last night.
Just saying that makes me feel like throwing up, crying, and just saying "fuck it." I have so many regrets in me of things I never said, things I did say and I wish I hadn't, and the fact
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always here for you carrot <3
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<3
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