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I’m sick of losing people. Look at you, with your eyes, and your never giving up, and your anger, and your… kindness. One day… the memory of that will hurt so much that I won’t be able to breathe, and I’ll do what I always do. I’ll get in my box and I’ll run and I’ll run, in case all the pain ever catches up… and every place I go, it will be there.

                                                                                           You’ve made yourself essential to me.