Do you know how often I still think of you? How many hours I’ve lost scrolling through the shrine of your Instagram; how I am an addict for the rewind of your stories. Do you know that when it’s late and I’m sad again I open your Facebook page, a reflex more natural than reaching […]
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i hope this finds you well, because i, for one, am not holding up well. and secretly, i wish you weren’t either. i don’t know how to cope from the thought of losing you, how to heal the wounds that i don’t see. i didn’t realise how invested, how much in love i was. and […]
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On Wednesday his heart stalled so he put himself in neutral and told her to get out and push. Said the last shotgun rider left him with a bang—“right here,” thumb up then down, forefinger out—middle of his chest. She was a pretty little thing with the strength of a field mouse. “You’re […]
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