Dear Skeleton,
A year ago, I was wondering the same thing I am now: what are you doing with her?It's ridiculous, isn't it? Thinking of you... you're like a tumor. I want to be free. Maybe it's time to move on.
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Skeleton Diary
This is the residence of my thoughts, memories, and figurative as well as literal and dreams. Its primarily use is a catharsis for my latest abusive relationship known as the skeleton.