I'm terrified of feeling this way, in case I slip back into what you would give me with open arms. A storm in our lives leaving us stripped of a layer of skin and hating each other for not being what the other needs.
Two exams down two to go. I wait for summer and hope that this time I will be different. Do people change?
I can't find my car keys.
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