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Not everyone we were close to at one point stays forever. It’s a cold, harsh truth of life, one I’ve fought and fought over the years but to no avail.
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Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 11:33 PM UTC
They are the Chandlers to our Joeys, the Marshalls to our Teds.
Not everyone we were close to at one point stays forever. It’s a cold, harsh truth of life, one I’ve fought and fought over the years but to no avail.
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Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 11:33 PM UTC
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