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Carry me

I am so so broken. I feel like I'm grieving everything every night. I even grieve things that haven't even happened yet, still, I know how this ends. I die, or you die, we die, or they die and what can you do? I don't need to be made to feel better about this I don't need to be made to be cheered up. I need to be broken down and understood that my grief is who I am and it is all anyone ever ends up being so instead of trying to fix it can we just carry each other and tell each other that pain wouldn't be the same without you
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Jul 9, 2023
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