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“I said to my soul be still, and wait without hope; for hope would be hope for the wrong thing.” T.S. Eliot

I’m going to preface this by reiterating that I am moving on. I’m ok. I’ve been feeling ok. I’ve been living my life and it’s a fine, good life for me at this moment in time. Still.

 

I need November 22 to come and pass real fucking fast.

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