Just got back from hanging out with Michael. I didn't get as many answers as I might've hoped for... but that's what you get when you go searching for answers that don't exist. I wish we could just talk about anything and everything like we could but I guess we haven't had the time.
Gosh, sometimes I just don't know what I'm doing anymore. Sometimes I feel like I'm falling apart. Sometimes, I wonder if I did the right thing. I think I did. I'm sure I did. Right?
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