Apr 6, 2023
I miss my boys. We were close, I know that, but I miss them in the way that I remember them. Sweet and sharp respectively. They each had.... things. That reminded me of them. And I didn't even know them long. But they helped me get away from her so that's what counted. And I grew to like them, then I became a sibling. I love them more fiercely than anything. They were my life, and I was theirs. We were a team, in the end. Well.. their ends at least. God I still hate guns.
Lisa fictive (source: terror in resonance)
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(Recently we realized hey. Were not. Just one existance! So most our stuff may be fictive from now on)
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