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telling a sad story backwards-17.telling a sad story backwards-
it smells like grief and sterilized metal.
i climb into andrew’s bed, though the nurses have strictly forbidden it. he closes his eyes and holds me tightly, because he says when he can’t see me, it is easier to pretend i never happened to him.
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he pushes the cart aggressively down the aisle, pretending to mow over old ladies doing their sunday shopping.
"stop," i say giggling, lobbing a can of ravioli at him.
for a moment i think he simply didn't see me throw the can; it glances off his chest and falls to the floor, exploding in a pattern of
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Cool gallery too!
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- How come there are so many stars up in the sky?
- (...) Maybe so no one will ever have to feel lonely at night.
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LadyAkuma became DeathRetsu who changed it to Sucka-Fish who goes by JJacks on more serious sites which is just a shortening of her real name. :0
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