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2 a.m. and I can't sleep. Got the key to the garage today and started moving stuff in. I wanted to share it with you. Took some pictures, obviously. I didn't send them, because I promised I wouldn't.
It's not the same without you. I miss you.
And I'd probably regret posting this, because if you read it, it means I broke my promise. It's so hard not to.
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