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day 72.

Mondays are the worst.

All I could manage today post work and school was curling up in bed with the tiny dog, a sewing project, and some United States of Tara.

Sometimes the heartbreaking sadness of this world is too much to fucking bear.  In the words of my dearest, most tender plp Wyatt:

you reading this right now. i don’t care if we’re best friends, never met, whatever. you’re important and amazing and beautiful and i’m real glad you’re in this world. please take care of YOU and if you’re able, those around you too. we need to be kind to one another so we can be fierce together. ok? ok.

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