3 nights alone now. He's left me alone in my darkest time for 3 nights. Whether he could help it or not doesn't even seem to matter. All that matters is how dark it is. How lonely it is. How fragile I am. How that horrible dream of me being so cut up he couldn't touch me is slowly coming true, one patch at a time, day by day. And I don't know what
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