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Oh. My. God. Yes.
As I laid in the dark listening to the creaky sounds of the fan turn round and round, I felt the sad and cruel realization of the end. The feeling you get when something reaches the point when it is no longer. A feeling I know too well. I knew this was coming but I didn’t expect it this soon. I had done my best to not get too attached. Holding back most feelings, that way when the end came, it wouldn’t hurt as bad as it much does. Moving on is going to be hard, when I still have to see you in my daily life. And where does that leave us? Will you ignore me? Or put on a friendly facade for my own sake?
And as I thought of life without you presence in it as it once was, a strange wave washed over me. One if regret. Hurt. Loss. Pain. And at that moment I realized just how much I cared for you, and with it came the overwhelming urge to cry. But I stopped myself. Why should I show more emotion for you then you ever did for me?
And so my heart began entering the reoccurring cycle of mending its so use to.
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my insomnia is kicking in hard core
so im sitting here eating ravioli and watching Party Animals
Doctor: This is my friend River. Nice hair, clever, has her own gun. And unlike me, she really doesn’t mind shooting people. I shouldn’t like that. Kinda do.
River: Thank you, sweetie.
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