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aah?
so my father's downstairs talking to my mother... for the first time in over three years. he came into my room for the first time since then too and i actually had a little mini meltdown like i was 16 or 17 again and in the middle of all the sh*t. i actually felt like time had f*cked up and he had never left and neither had i and everything was just... ? i even went to get changed out of my pyjamas in case we had to run out of the house. like im 20, i have a car for f*ck sake, how can he still make me feel like this...
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