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Day: August 2, 2013

twenty three

at the moment, I’m despairing of ever having happier years than I have already had. and of ever being as loved as I was.

sorry … not to be super melodramatic or anything. I ought to go to sleep and stop thinking.

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Posted on August 2, 2013August 13, 2014Categories grief, this is my life3 Comments on twenty three
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