it was all i could think about last night. i don't know how i get to that point. i hate it. i tried to think of every bad memory, on purpose, just to piss myself off. and i did. and it turned out ugly. i could have exploded. i wanted to run up and down my street screaming, but instead, i layed there, unable to move or speak
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I won't leave you.
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Whatever I can offer to you is yours when you need it. Or want it...whichever works best.
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Much like a monkey.
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