I let them break my heart repeatedly. what do we know of love. she takes the beating regularly to keep her brother unharmed. he dialed 911 not knowing it was friends. they’ve gotta go to court now. is that better, in the end? use the tweezers on the splinter. I’ll drive to therapy. among the concepts undefined: love, and family.
Such truth. Such pain. Your words are spot on.
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