strange that something so terribly important to me, ingrained in my memory, should have such little significance to you that you could forget. one moment, your face turning to me, only us, your hold over me. how long ago?
keep thinking how i thought a change of place would change this feeling but i am more trapped than ever and i am starting to think that no matter where i go it will still feel dead. i will still feel dead.
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