2/12/18 // seventeen

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"how about you go get some sleep. you can sleep on my bed, i'll sleep on the couch."

"are you sure? jake, i don't want to seem like a bother."

"after seeing what you've been through tonight, i think you deserve the bed more than i do."

his eyes teared up as he grinned.

"i don't know what i'd do without your help."

guilt overwhelmed me as he left to go to sleep in my bed.

i'm going to ruin albert if i kill myself.

maybe he won't care.

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