The poster reads:
“Did we just have sex?”
“But I was asleep”
Photographed in London, ON on October 16th.
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This gave me the slightest little chill.
I remember the night I left the house, crying, drove at two in the morning to a parking lot and broke down. My lanyard got caught in the door while I was leaving, the lanyard that my ex and I had found together. I just tugged at it sharply, and it snapped. I tied it together and kept using it for the longest time. I was only able to throw it away when I finally left him.
It’s ironic how that plain, black string was our relationship. It was simple functional. It wasn’t ornate or personal, but it was dependable and exactly the right size. Then that night, it snapped. I tied it together, tried to keep on using it, but it didn’t work right, as much as I tried.
I am healing. I am loving my world, and I am healing.
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