"Will you always be there for me?" she asked, as was their routine. Her question was routine, she asked it every night. Tonight, his answer varied from routine. Tonight he coldly, sterily, blatantly, wondrously said, "No."
The abundance of words and array of pictures that are located on this blog, are possessions of Heather Marie, unless she tells you that they are not, in which case you must not believe that they are hers.
How heartbreaking!
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