Had a lovely meal tonight
I love Becca.
I love my girls.
Right now, i feel like Ive been hit by a bus, and like it reversed over me, twice.
"She doesnt know i cry for the changing times,
That just as i reread my favourite books, some small part of me hoping for a different ending, I find myself hoping against hope that the war will never come. That this time, somehow, it will leave us be."
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