Sunday, December 28, 2008

he left her.

through a text message. on her wedding day. through all of the hushed whispers and darting glances they pat me on the back and say theyre proud of me because im doing the right thing, im taking care of her. they keep talking like i have other choices. shes broken and i have to fix her, there is no other option. plain. and. simple.

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