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I saw your note… I remember all of those moments. I want to have more. I wasn’t ready to feel like I lost you and have those moments end there.

You’re my best friend and the love of my life. I’ve never felt more scared and lonely than I have the past few days. I just want it to end. Some things will take time to heal but I don’t want to hurt anymore. I’m leaving it behind, I’m done with it. I don’t want this past weekend to be among those moments that you ask me if I remember. I’m ready to move on.

faster, more compact, and cheaper than a bus ticket to Portland was just getting there by bike. after all, if it turned out he needed to rent a motel room to sleep after whatever might transpire? he needed to save what little money he had.

by the time that crimson frame pulled into a proper spot to park, the glittering paint sparkling in the moonlight, there'd probably been long enough of a wait. the guard couldn't stop his racing mind as he yanked the helmet off his head, shaking out his sweat-soaked hair before running to the door to meet Kip.

maybe it was those shaking hands, but even the knock at the door sounded... unsure. timid. asking permission to even be heard.

@latinagoddcss, you refuse to leave the hospital until our little girl is alright. You agreed to let me take Bonnie home so she can start getting use to the house. Right now, her and Gabe are asleep, so I had the time to throw something together. These are just some of the polaroids you have me take of you, and.. well, you know there are nudes in here too. I’m taking all of the PG ones.. and putting them into an album for you. These are going to be mixed with the pictures you got of me, and Gabe. We’re going to start getting Bonnie and Minnie too. For the past year I thought about doing something like this. Because, even though it hasn’t happened in quite some time. We both know about your disease and I want you to be able to open up the book and see your family. So you can always identify us, no matter what.