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Something.

There’s something–despite their grim surroundings, despite the stakes, despite the little getaway weekend to Raichak starting tomorrow–there’s something so juvenile about the way people venture to the very brink of saying something constructive, and then retreat. Leaving ME feeling like a fool for having entertained the slightest bit of hope.

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My past has a way of making my present feel jealous of the future.