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Wednesday, October 19, 2011

 
Whenever she left my hospital room, I'd start crying, imagining her having to sleep alone with her pillow pet she used to simulate being with me. I imagined her walking down the hospital halls sad and crying every day because she missed me.

The day she brought me a hot dog, I was so fucking happy. I was ready to marry her right there. I could actually taste at that point, so it was wonderful.


said Tommy T. at 2:44 PM - #
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