Jan 2015
No,
I’m not
okay
I still think about you
each
****
day
Every thing we used to
say
Is still
replaying
in
my
head.
I’m not
okay
I still think about you
each
****
day
Every thing we used to
say
Is still
replaying
in
my
head.
He asked, 4 days after breaking up with me. "How are you?"
I said, "I'm fine"
I said, "I'm fine"
(25/Gender Fluid/Doolin, Clare, Ireland)
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