this and that, full and empty

“according to ——, you can’t ever cry in the grocery store”

I always think before I can be fake nice but then it happens and I can’t. It all disappears.

Remember the house, my home, blanketed in comforting snow, keeping the world out and me in?

Three days and now this.

You’re not supposed to cry in the grocery store.

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