On the edge of this black morning I see before us?
12.23.10 - 2:45 p.m. I feel like the bottom's dropped out of my stomach and that if only it's... I dunno. And there's a part of me that thinks all of this-- all of it-- is my fault. Because. Because fuck. What the hell. Abyss. Or... Well. Or.
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