"i found another sweater of yours under my bed. it still smelled like you, but ive been hugging it to my chest so tight that now it just smells like pot and tears."
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Poetry"hey, it's me again..." 101 voicemails about loving, breaking, and healing.
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"i found another sweater of yours under my bed. it still smelled like you, but ive been hugging it to my chest so tight that now it just smells like pot and tears."
