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Even a cracked pot has a lid that fits.
Forcing myself to make conversation felt like standing on a cliff, peering over the edge, about to tumble down headfirst.
kiss wasn’t unpleasant. Maybe not unpleasant, but I wasn’t happy about it. Rather than happy, it made me feel a little lonely.
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