Yesterday's Fingerprints
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Read between December 5 - December 7, 2022
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And why are you going to wait right here?” “Because five-year-olds are not allowed to be in the pool by themselves.” The eye roll that accompanies that statement makes my eyebrows rise. “Are you sassing me right now?” “Uhhh, no?” “Are you sure because you don’t sound too sure?” “Mom, I’m five,” she holds out her hand, fingers straight, and I struggle to keep a straight face at the sight of four, not five fingers. “I’m not a baby anymore, and I can swim. I even got a certificate to show.”
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My husband’s lying to me. There was no dinner. He was on a plane coming back to fuck knows who because it sure as hell wasn’t me.
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Sometimes, having a sister who’s also your best friend and knows you like the back of her hand is a pain in the ass.
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Fuck logic. I dare logic to come look at its tiny remnants that are being absorbed into my blood, dissolving into nothing, until all that’s left pumping through my veins is a river of pain so intense it takes my breath away.
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Luc, she called him Luc. No one calls him Luc, not even me. He hates that nickname.
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He made me believe in love and that an us was possible.
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The day I met you, I knew you were it for me, and that still holds true. There will never be another.”
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She gave me her trust without hesitation and reservation. And like the biggest idiot known to man, I destroyed it, single-handedly tearing it down.