Unopened | Brownie Spice
It sits there. Unopened. Drawing my eyes like a flayed corpse he left lying in my fucking living room. I don’t want his present, nor presence in my life anymore but he doesn’t understand. Doesn’t want to? Doesn’t care to? I shouldn’t care about the difference, but I do. Told him as much, too. He […]
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