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they say grief has 5 stages. but which one am i at? rewind. dec. 24, 2014. the last time i saw you building little racetracks out of playdough for the younger kids. i remember the little purple dolphin. fast forward. butterflies. the little yellow monarch butterflies we used to find everywhere. they remind me of you now. rewind. georgia. making lean-to shelters in the backyard of the cabin. we would catch tadpoles in little butterfly catching nets. remember the big one i caught? because i do. cullen. please catch butterflies up there for me, too.
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Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 6:35 AM UTC
yellow monarch butterflies
they say grief has 5 stages. but which one am i at? rewind. dec. 24, 2014. the last time i saw you building little racetracks out of playdough for the younger kids. i remember the little purple dolphin. fast forward. butterflies. the little yellow monarch butterflies we used to find everywhere. they remind me of you now. rewind. georgia. making lean-to shelters in the backyard of the cabin. we would catch tadpoles in little butterfly catching nets. remember the big one i caught? because i do. cullen. please catch butterflies up there for me, too.
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16/M/bumfuck-nowhere, kentucky
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 6:35 AM UTC
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