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[entitties]

Tonight, as it sometimes does, that deep, secret sadness I keep in the pit of my stomach inside the memories of what used to be woke up and crawled its way into my throat. We weren't talking, and it was that much easier to lie to myself, silently in my head, that I wouldn't let it affect anything this time

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[especial]

if it weren't you, and therefore sad that you feel this way, all i could say is that it's kind of beautiful to behold.<3