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… And More Wailing…
I hate this. I absolutely hate this. I’m sitting here at 3 a.m., crying, and feeling like I can’t breathe, and I miss him, I miss him so… so… so much, it’s like I can’t breathe without him. I promised … Continue reading
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Tagged cancer, flailing, fuck cancer, grief, life the universe and everything, sadness, the husbandly one, widowhood
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