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it had started to rain, but we didnt care every word that was spoken held onto the air |
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my dads father died this morning. my mother won't let me go to his funeral. i don't think its her decision if i go or not. i'm 16 fucking years old and its MY grandfather. she has nothing to do with it i hope she knows how bad she hurt me. i hope she finally understands how much she keeps fucking me up. |