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The saddest thing (there is always another one, our story is a wellspring of tears) is that, as you told me, you are very lonely.

Yesterday, so-called friends wrote your disyuntive on the screen. Stay or return. One that I won't repeat. The reason that I seek you. The call for help I heard once that still resonates in all of my bones.

For me? You know better. I just hope you treat your other friends somewhat better.

This, of course, comes with a few more tears.

I have a lifetime of getting over you ahead of me. In the end (as I read someplace) the ground cures it all.

And that's my fear for you. You're leaving your blood all over the screen. Keep some for yourself. Please live outside a bit.

Shag those men you say you do, or whatever. Just live.