bookworm1215
Sinking. Blup blup blup. Blup blup blup. That's all I have.
Poison. It slithers down our throat a little at a time each day, Every lie, every hurtful word, every unsaid complement: poison.
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each square is a day—lit means Haley showed up.
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the words Haley reaches for
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