Dear O, I hope you’re well. Hope the family’s well also. I think of you often.. more so because of the uncertainty these days bring. Sometimes I’m happy.. sad.. mad or horny. But I’m hurt. Not because things ended but your denial of it all. I hate that I let you in. It’s so hard […]

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