bridges and black flowers
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And that reality-that internal torture of knowing-knowing that your life will never change, the world does not like you, and no, you're not significant, and in the grand scheme of things if you suddenly ceased to exist, life will continue in complete normality around you-it fucking sucks.
All of it changed when I met Delanie.
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