crawling along the broken glass trail of hearts you’ve left in your wake
determined to add mine to the rest of the offerings
don’t worry
i’ll be quiet, keep the sobbing to a minimum, try not to disturb your rest
sleep on angel, i will show myself out
I feel like you might have murdered someone
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why? what have you heard?
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🤷♀️
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I happen to know I was in Brunswick that week. Hearsay, conjecture, fabrications!
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Lol ill pass that along
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thank you ma’am.
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