#73
November 22, 2010
Two days previous, on November 19, V broke up with me. He walked out on me despite his constant reassurances that under no circumstances would he give up on us. Distressed, I ran out into the frigid cold wearing minimal clothing chasing after him. I have no words to stress how painful it was, but it did drive me to make promises that I will be sure to keep. We’re sitting side by side on our respective laptops at the moment, him reading notes on a book he read, and I documenting a moment past.
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