last night

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Last night I threw every single picture of him and I out the window. Last night my gang had a bonfire and I threw everything that was his into it. Including the necklace and ring that were his. When I woke up I cried looking at all the shatered glass that came from the picture frames I threw out the window realizing the glass was as broken as my heart.

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