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it's been 43 days since we last talked. the worst thing is: you still don't care. it's been 43 days of throwing stones and the pain I cannot bear. it's been 43 days of suffocating; without you, there's no air. nothing matters to me anymore besides the fact that you're not there.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 10:50 PM UTC
throwing stones
it's been 43 days since we last talked. the worst thing is: you still don't care. it's been 43 days of throwing stones and the pain I cannot bear. it's been 43 days of suffocating; without you, there's no air. nothing matters to me anymore besides the fact that you're not there.
lexi-harwick
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 10:50 PM UTC
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