#373.
And just when you think you're over those things, it all comes back and hits you one more time, just to watch you writhe under the long pain that comes with it.
I don't know why I'm still not over it. It's stupid and I wish I didn't care.


Okay, resume psychology homework. My writing is getting progressively uglier as it goes down the page. :(

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