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I live underground.

it’s true. it doesn’t matter how hurt i was. when you’re around me, with me, talking to me, i laugh - hard. and now, when i remember what you did to me, i want to thank you, fervently, earnestly and honestly.

thank you, for making me realise just how much i felt for you. thank you for making me fall, so hard. thank you for making me hurt so bad inside that i thought my intestines were choking my heart.

thank you, for breathing life into my soul and i thank you even more for breaking it.

the only way to understand what’s wrong with something, is to break it down; completely. only then can you build it up again - or build something new, better and stronger than ever.

cheers to our new found friendship :) i’ve always loved your company. always will. always, all ways.

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