Got the news that my surgery will be tomorrow morning at 9:30am and I'm rather terrified. Then again, I morbidly hope that the memory-loss side effects of GA actually come true. It's screwed up, but I rather forget you, than remember anything at all.
Can't even openly tell you that I miss you, or that I could've loved you, guess it hurts more than the whole surgery.
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