I have to stop reading this at work. So far I've been lucky and nobody came into the office when I was near tears while reading this but... yeah. You update in the morning and I can't stop myself reading it right away.
God, I don't know what to say. This is all... I don't know what to say. I love it, I truly do. But me and my gut... we're stone. We hurt. I still have a sense of foreboding here but I think it'll be okay. Eventually.
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ninetydegrees
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on Apr. 2nd, 2009 09:53 am (UTC)God, I don't know what to say. This is all... I don't know what to say. I love it, I truly do. But me and my gut... we're stone. We hurt. I still have a sense of foreboding here but I think it'll be okay. Eventually.