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breathe.

by @ohkaitlyn

i didn't care for days, weeks, months. but all of the sudden, it's 1:47 and i'm rocking back and forth whispering to myself: "don't miss the smell of the house, don't miss the fat cat, don't miss the pile of blankets and pillows in the living room. don't. DON'T."
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