entry: sixty-three

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date: 12/24

                it’s christmas eve, jasper.

                i wish you were here to make your famous chocolate chip cookies with all of us. we could pretend like we were kids again as i flick flour on you, and you would tickle my sides for revenge.

                i miss that so, so much.

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