The bottle of pills is still in one hand. Phil's t shirt in the other, as if I'm gripping on for dear life. Maybe I am.
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The Beginning Of The End
Teen FictionMight be triggering. I'm not feeling great. So I'm writing this.
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The bottle of pills is still in one hand. Phil's t shirt in the other, as if I'm gripping on for dear life. Maybe I am.
