And no amount of smiles, painting, or whiskey can keep me from remembering that.
if I could only go back to February..
If I could only. Go back.. To February.
*sighs* she meant more than simple inspiration. I would throw it away.
Claudia. Oh Claudia. I miss you so much. I still can't believe what's happened. I still can't believe you're gone.
God.
..
..I don't want to believe any of this. I miss you. So. Much.
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