The calm before the storm;
Things are so close to changing,
I can hardly keep myself contained.
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august 4, 2009
my mom lost it yesterday, and i have no idea what happens from here. she's staying in her room and asks my dad to make sure we're not downstairs or in the hall when she comes out to smoke or something. "she doesn't want to face anybody yet." he says. i don't know what to say either.
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