Sunday, February 1

It's the first, and I hate the first.

There's something about the first of every month where I wish I didn't think of certain things like....

The way......
and how.....
because.......
and I wish..........
and miss.......
sometimes I.......
and it sucks........
but it had to......
so if I could.....
and you could.....
but.......
let's not.......
and the first makes me feel.........
because......
and that's all for now.

Like always
Love always,
R

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