in a grave for two

Portland OR

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i always hope you read these but i know you won’t. i’m terrified of my bedroom. just hoping to come home and see you waiting for me. well now the walls are stripped raw and your things are probably gone. it’s not our home anymore. shit it’s not even mine. nothing feels like mine if you haven’t touched it before. i know it’s not over it’s never over it can’t be over i’ll see you in another life i guess