A few windows and a cd player were broken. An arm cut in self-pitying angst stupidity. A call was never placed, but promised. A boy pitted against himself. An ego large enough for him to mistake his enemy as humanity. A lump of frustration in the middle of her throat, bobbing and growing. Relations regretted, resolutions made
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