with loneliness she’ll sink in the sand. i feel the heat go out of her hand

i forget how little my family thinks of me, until the holidays. we’re celebrating xmas tomorrow ’cause that’s the only time we can all get together. i’m not feeling so good. i just keep thinking of that guy who shot himself, and the note he left. why did she have to tell me about that? i’ll feel better tomorrow hopefully.

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