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[indie_muffins]

What is this?
What is going on?
Am I really just a space filler to you?
Maybe I'm just imagining these conversations with you.
That's what it is.
The you I know is just a figment of my imagination.
The real you already forgot about me.
Erased me.
Found her.
Shittttt.

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At night I hold tight to my big stuffed animal cat.
Pretending that it's a person.
And realize again and again that the rest of my nights are to be spent hugging a humongous stuffed animal cat.
How pathetic.