Day: December 21, 2005
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This is hard…
The constant rehashing of my father’s death, his illness, and the time he was ill before the cancer was discovered. It’s really fucking hard. It’s…
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…and sometimes I feel….
Sometimes I feel like the woman in the price of milk. Like this is some test of love gone wrong; like Trey will come back…
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Protected: What are you Scared of….
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