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It's me. I deleted the last post, you know how I am. I don't know if it would be weird to see you now or not, honestly. I'm in it. I can't stop thinking about That Night - you know, the bad one. I have nightmares about it, I hope you're doing okay.
You've probably fully moved on at this point. I'm nothing to you as evidenced by the things I still keep finding that you left. I miss talking to you.
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