i went to my ex boyfriends funeral today and like 1) what even is anything ever that ever happened what is going on rifht now im so disoriented 2) it feels like a gigantic backlog of my existence was deleted along with his death. how we met, our first month of courting, the first time we had sex, the day his mother died, travelling together, sleeping together, our routines, inside jokes, his incriminating yawn, long conversations, me shaving his beard, laying on his chest, our terrible breakup. now I'm left alone with the task of remembering all of the above. I dont like it.
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