Since we cannot be together in life we should just die together.
I’ve read stories about son’s wanting their mom. I’ve always thought it was make believe stories. Until yesterday while putting clothes away. I found a picture of stick figures. They were laying in a bed. One stick figure had a picture of my face with a huge smile. The male was on top of me. My legs were wrapped around his. This stick figure had a picture of my son’s face.
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