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well what do we do now?

we can't wash everything down.

they say "communication is key," but we sure as hell don't know how to go about things.

we still don't know how to go on about life but we need to talk about the mess we made.

well, the mess i made.

we just need to talk it out before it morphs into a fire bigger than the both of us.

but how does that works?

how do we talk to each other now without one of our brains igniting like a firework?

we'll have to find a way soon, of course or we're going to continue to burn each other with a torch.

maybe we should have talked everything out from the start.

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a short one.