May 22, 2019
for some reason, camden knew to expect that. He wasn’t an open book despite his demeanor. There was a lot about the last five years he refused to talk about. To anyone. There was a lot about everything in between that he refused to acknowledge himself. The scars alone was the only proof that they ever really happened. But speaking them out loud, acknowledging them in any way other than his nightmares had been something he was afraid to push himself into doing. Something he was afraid to do at all. “ Sometimes you just know what to say to make me want to punch you. “
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