five hands, five shooters, and a forehead hahahaha
actually, even though the healing might have started, it somehow was hurting just as much. waves of sadness would wash over me every now and then whenever he comes into my mind or i was reminded of him last night. but i was able to have a few short-lived moments of happiness.
in reality, of course, i was depressed 99% of the night...



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