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a small part of my brain itched.

desperately trying to think of a rational reason she's not here.

i don't know her.

why do i feel so atattached to her?

like i need to know

how she is.

like i need to know

what's she's thinking about.

like i I need to protect her

from the cruel world

that makes her feel so inscigneficant.

scintilla | daniel howell Where stories live. Discover now