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grieving process

by brokenpackage

My friends Dad died. I played the whole thing off like I couldn't care less but I'm so sorry. I'm sorry that nothing I say or do will help you. I'm sorry that bad things happen to good people. I'm sorry that you got brought into my break down, but mostly im sorry that I can't deal with sadness or death and I left you alone in the black hole that is grief and let you drown.
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Jun 12, 2014
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