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I can’t breathe

“He is going to Colorado State, you know.”

“I told him you were going there.”


I can’t breathe

“Why would you say that to her? You know what happened!”
“Don’t talk to him about her!”
“That is a horrible thing to say, you made her sick!”

I can’t breathe

“I’m sorry”

I can’t breathe

“He isn’t actually going there. Well, I don’t know he said he was accepted or something…”
“I thought it was funny…”


I can’t breathe

“In what world is that funny?”
“You need to think before you say these things.”
“That was not okay.”

I can’t breathe
Written by moony_
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Author's Note
I know he was joking. I know. But no matter how many times I’ve told him what I’ve been through, he still talks to him. And I know he means well. He is my brother. But I can’t help it when my tears run down my face.
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