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[plaguemachine]

I: The Past's Beckoning CallThere are so many things that I cannot let go of. I find myself drowning in the flood of my past. There are things I will probably never be able to accept; I'm just trying to find ways to not let them affect me. When I least want it/need it, it comes trickling back in -- the sting, the chill, the agony of whys and

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[desdemona47]

See you at work!

[plaguemachine]

You get to say that to me all of the time now! As I write this, you are sleeping in the other room. Awwwww.

[desdemona47]

Was I snoring?

[plaguemachine]

Nahhhh.