Grief rolled across the space between us like a wash of salt water.
grief is an illness I can't recover from.
People who've had happy childhoods are wonderful, but they're bland... An unhappy childhood compels you to use your imagination to create a world in which you can be happy. Use your old grief. That's the gift you're given.
Grief is as contagious as a yawn.
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