I thought I was going to cry when I saw the cat but I actually cried when I stepped into my apartment. Tears dripping down the sides of my temples laying on the dusty pink patterned couch that’s seen me through multiple depressions. There is a child-like attachment I have to my material possessions that most definitely probably has to do with the fact t…
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