I’ve always marveled at the term “ghosting”. It’s such a funny and image-conjuring word to describe a really unpleasant and largely silent process of
My dreams are always so lifelike I wake up lost in a world I’m convinced is mine. The guy I met and went on
She was probably your first word. She may have passed down her birthmark to you. She fed you. She clothed you. She may have

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