Ouch

Tonight was incredibly hard. I cleaned a lot of the clothes out and I couldn't block it out. I couldn't block her out. I couldn't block out the fact that we called ourselves the three musketeers. We had some pretty shitty luck but we were ALWAYS there for each other. I remember writing to her while she was incarcerated about my feelings and complicated love. She thought I was being silly but she was on my side. Even if I was wrong. I wrote her all the time. One for all and all for one.... right?

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