I promise. Just frustrated.
It's the anger that's mostly getting me. Stopping me from making eye contact with her. I see her in my peripheral and I'm resisting the urge to harm her or, worse, break down and demand to know why I wasn't enough.
I returned her shirt. It never suited me anyway. I hope I get my purple hoodie back.
Been having this on repeat. The ultimate Beardies. French, lanky Beardies.
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