So, here’s the deal. This time of year, well, it sucks for me. Everything turns green and pretty and new, and reminds me that I’m still me, still screwed up and over weight and not really happy. This is the time of year my demons come out to play in full force.
Dear D,
I know you. I know you as well as I know my own face. You are a part of me. And
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