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“All of the things she and he never got to do together, all of the things he never knew he wanted to do with her, like have her kiss him while wearing a fake mustache made from a dead owl’s feather, all of those lost things manifest and centralize in his chest with a nauseating hardness. And what hurts Hank Williams most is the undeniable permanence to the hardness. One that tells him it’s not planning on leaving. And that, in time, he may forget her in small, subtle ways, like how beautiful she looked whenever she yawned, or like when he’d stand outside the bathroom and listen to her pee and how beautiful the sound of her peeing was to him – like a drunken angel playing a wet harp – but that, ultimately, he’ll never forget what he lost when he lost her. That he’ll always feel the severity and complete waste of it all, therefore preventing him any real chance of happiness. That he’ll only be allowed brief moments of cheap peace sporadically permitted to him for the rest of his life. So he might as well get used to it, this nauseating hardness. Because it’s not going anywhere.
Ever.”
― Homeless, This Hasn’t Been a Very Magical Journey So Far