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I hung some of our pictures back up. I just miss you so much it fucking hurts.
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My condolences;
I say things I don’t mean. I get angry, I get hurtful, I get riled, I get rude, I get selfish, I get scared. I’m human. I’m sorry.
Happy be-lated 16th birthday. If that means anything…
You don’t even know what I’ve been going through. If you feel like you’re better off without me, okay, so be it. But you’re right. We do, do everything together. Even fight, even ignore, even act different together. But I just don’t know what to do anymore.
My dearest condolences,
Your Danish.
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