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"You can come work with me when you turn around eighteen"
"Its a long,long long time away.you'll be dead."

Our reality is that you're dead,I'm in orientation for a shitty job making minimum wage,and our daughter is beind raised by people who aren't us.
Reality is depressing as fuck.
So is this job.
I should probably get back to it.
Love,
Kenna

You are so divastated,but your hearts keeps beating,over and over,reminding you of all heartbeats your son will never feel.