all the little things.
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Last published Sat, May 5, 2018
"for every bump, for every tear, for every time you begin to fear." this is for you. and for you. and for you. these are all the things i want to say. these are all the things i want you to know.
-this isn't a story. it's a venting thing? who knows.
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