it's 10:53 pm, on November 27, 2016 - -.

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in a vee mars fic I wrote oh, decades ago -- probably before bryant, even -- we get the truth of things:

There's no way a stranger is going to be able to walk into your life and become your everything, because you'll constantly be waiting for them to stab you in the back. But at least you can believe Logan, because even if he lies, even if you lie, the two of you have already gouged pretty deep wounds. Deep enough maybe that it can't get worse.

if i didn't know how to fix this at twenty four i sure as fuck don't know how ten years later.

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