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I woke up at 3 Am again. What a nightmare. Losing you wasn't a dream. It was a reality that has yet to hit me. I know once it does I will go insane. Or maybe I already have. I no longer know the difference between a nightmare and reality because when you left it felt so unreal. I can't wait to wake the hell up and let you go.
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Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 10:01 AM UTC
Insane.
I woke up at 3 Am again. What a nightmare. Losing you wasn't a dream. It was a reality that has yet to hit me. I know once it does I will go insane. Or maybe I already have. I no longer know the difference between a nightmare and reality because when you left it felt so unreal. I can't wait to wake the hell up and let you go.
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Non-binary/Fox Lake
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 10:01 AM UTC
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