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It feels like its ending, we're both so unhappy, it just can't keep going on like this.
I'm reminiscing like its already over, but I'm not ready for that yet.
I just can't do anything right, can't give enough of myself, be loving and selfless and wonderful and all that.
I don't want it to end. I'm scared and might just go to bed until its all over. except the pillow still smells like his shampoo.
I'm reminiscing like its already over, but I'm not ready for that yet.
I just can't do anything right, can't give enough of myself, be loving and selfless and wonderful and all that.
I don't want it to end. I'm scared and might just go to bed until its all over. except the pillow still smells like his shampoo.