thirteen ; z

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dear zach,

i heard you called home.

luckily i wasn’t home.

oh not that i don’t want to talk to you.

very unstable.

even one word from you can send me to fistful of sobs.

you make me feel weak zach.

only you.

 

unbelievable.

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