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i gave you my favorite crewneck two months ago i still think about it all the time you spilled something on your shirt i offered my crewneck and said “oh just give it back to me whenever” it’s been two months. i miss my crewneck, i really do i’m pretty sure they don’t sell it anymore but i just think about it and never ask for it back maybe it’s because everytime you see it hanging in your closet you’ll think of me maybe it’s because it means i still have a reason to talk to you even if i don’t use it your house is only 0.2 miles away from mine i could stop by one day and grab it i could open the door and say hi to your mom and pet your dog and give your sister a piggyback ride maybe grab a glass of juice from your fridge but i don’t know if i’m allowed to do that anymore and i know your house is 0.2 miles away because i used to track you on findmy make sure you were home so that if i needed someone you would be there, just 0.2 miles away i track other people on findmy now isn’t it funny how things change i got a concussion last month things changed pretty quickly after that i lost the ability to do a bunch of things balance properly form and articulate coherent thoughts regulate my emotions maybe i also lost the ability to communicate with you i used to tell you everything what new drink i was trying what ungodly hour i went to bed what popped into my head and had no one else to tell now i tell you nothing i went to a therapist last monday you didn’t know that i was told i have ’concussion induced depression’ you didn’t know that i went to a neurology clinic on thursday you didn’t know that it’ll take at least two more months for my concussion to heal you didn’t know that but maybe, just maybe when i’m healed in two months we’ll learn how to communicate again we’ll text and talk and call i’ll come by your house to drink some juice and i’ll get my favorite crewneck back but probably i’ll ask you for it at some point you’ll say “oh sure” and bring it to school the next day and i’ll still get my favorite crewneck back four months after i gave it to you but i won’t get you back and that might just be the last time i ever talk to you
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Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 1:25 AM UTC
my favorite crewneck
i gave you my favorite crewneck two months ago i still think about it all the time you spilled something on your shirt i offered my crewneck and said “oh just give it back to me whenever” it’s been two months. i miss my crewneck, i really do i’m pretty sure they don’t sell it anymore but i just think about it and never ask for it back maybe it’s because everytime you see it hanging in your closet you’ll think of me maybe it’s because it means i still have a reason to talk to you even if i don’t use it your house is only 0.2 miles away from mine i could stop by one day and grab it i could open the door and say hi to your mom and pet your dog and give your sister a piggyback ride maybe grab a glass of juice from your fridge but i don’t know if i’m allowed to do that anymore and i know your house is 0.2 miles away because i used to track you on findmy make sure you were home so that if i needed someone you would be there, just 0.2 miles away i track other people on findmy now isn’t it funny how things change i got a concussion last month things changed pretty quickly after that i lost the ability to do a bunch of things balance properly form and articulate coherent thoughts regulate my emotions maybe i also lost the ability to communicate with you i used to tell you everything what new drink i was trying what ungodly hour i went to bed what popped into my head and had no one else to tell now i tell you nothing i went to a therapist last monday you didn’t know that i was told i have ’concussion induced depression’ you didn’t know that i went to a neurology clinic on thursday you didn’t know that it’ll take at least two more months for my concussion to heal you didn’t know that but maybe, just maybe when i’m healed in two months we’ll learn how to communicate again we’ll text and talk and call i’ll come by your house to drink some juice and i’ll get my favorite crewneck back but probably i’ll ask you for it at some point you’ll say “oh sure” and bring it to school the next day and i’ll still get my favorite crewneck back four months after i gave it to you but i won’t get you back and that might just be the last time i ever talk to you
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Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 1:25 AM UTC
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