What We Say When We’re Not Supposed to Say Anything

Wow, I’m tired. Garage sales sure suck the life out of you, don’t they?

Today is the second anniversary of the day my roommate and I met in person for the first time. It was awkward. There were fake roses involved. And hugs.

I miss her. But I’d never admit that out loud, now would I?

Love&mourning&hugs, Meg<3

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