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"You deal with a lot of my shit and never complain..." |
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" I don't like complaining " |
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" but your my broken goods, but here you think your broken but your not " |
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I'm " you are not you just have some minor crakes that I can glue back together " he kissed her hand |
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"I wish it was that easy..." |
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He frowned " hey lets just think happy thoughts " |
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"Like what, Leim? What is good about this?!" She said, slightly snappy. "Look, I'm sorry I snapped. That wasn't fair of me. I love you more than anything together but....I don't even know if this will kill me somehow..." She said, tears in her eyes |
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Leim understood why she snapped " look I understand but you can't think like your gonna die, you can't just give up, that's what my mom did and look where's she's at, she's six feet underground because she gave up, I'm not gonna let you do that, you are not giving up" he said in a hushed tone, but the way he talked about his mom giving hip hurt him, he never really wanted to say she gave up but she did. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
