The Nothings
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"It was what I called them, a pet nickname as they were more than nothing in actuality, in fact, they were more than humans, more powerful, more complex, like a puzzle I couldn't crack for the life of me, and made me every bit as frustrated. Analyzing every.little.detail. Making sure I didn't ignore any information given. And even then, they were so illogical. So Beautifully devastating and depressing."
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"Goddess I wish there were baby, truly I do but you have to work your way through it and just know that this will end. It may get worse before it does, a lot worse, but this will pass, and I will be here on the other side when it does." He promised. I didn't respond, I wasn't sure how to respond because once more, deep down in my heart I knew that I could trust his words. How much regret and sorrow were laced through his voice made it obvious that he felt like this was his fault, like he had somehow cause this to happen, and while that made no sense I knew there was a reason he felt that way and by the end of this I was going to find that reason out.

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