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nihilvanum's words:
my dear
the problem is that
you love him so much
you would allow him
to drag you all the way to hell
if it meant you could
hold his hand
on the way down
the problem is that
you love him so much
you would allow him
to drag you all the way to hell
if it meant you could
hold his hand
on the way down
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Date: 2022-12-23 09:15 am (UTC)I remember the Christmas when my youngest son was born. He was 3 months old, and since we had tried to get my parents to come visit ( years and years of begging for them to come) I finally decided we should see them. What was supposed to be a 10 hour drive, turned into about 20. Then I got pneumonia and had to stay with my parents, while my husband took the older boys home.