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Weekly Contest #150
*Sensitive content warning for adult language and for mentions of alcohol, suicide, self harm, and mental illness. “Please, don’t do it.” The line goes dead. She hung up. She is fed up with this, I know it. She is fed up with me. But I don’t feel it. That’s the most fucked up part of all of this, I think. I used to cry when she was mad at me. When anyone was, really. But somewhere over the course of the past two years, I lost that, too. It’s not just numb, it’s empty. The tile should be cold against my ass, the concrete my head ...
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