can there please be some small place in my life or on the internet where you don't randomly pop up? because while i'm trying very hard to avoid you, you're making it difficult.
i know that i had to tell him about what happened on christmas eve. that it was his time and his actions which he lost and that he had a right to know what occurred. but that doesn't mean every single time those memories pop into my mind, i don't wish that i was the one that had been too drunk to remember.
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