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I'm going to get fries.

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I can't remember what color our sister was before the world was grey. Was her hair dark like our mother's under the scarf she covers her head with every time she leaves the house, or was her hair light like mine? I don't know what color her hair would be now. It started falling out in clumps when she got sick, when they started putting her through the treatment, when our mother started covering Marie's head with a scarf even when she was inside the house.

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I need to change shirts.

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On our way to California.

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SeattIe.

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Marie? Marie — mund ta hapni dritaren? A mund ta arrini atë? Faleminderit.

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Can I have a drink?

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I’m hungry and I have to piss and my brother has the room key.

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But it was only fantasy. The wall was too high, as you can see. No matter how he tried, he could not break free. And the worms ate into his brain.

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…I still have some money from the last gig, I can pay.

Do you have any food here? I’m really hungry.

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Do you have any food here? I’m really hungry.

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I’m ready, let’s go.

Pack it up Nicholas, I'm not here for YOU.

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guy who is actively trying not to think about stuff

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I NEVER COULD FORGET BUT I FORGIVE LIKE A DOG!!!!!

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Nuk duhet të flasim për të.

Ky njeri u përpoq të më "sulmonte". SULLONI mua. Mund të marr një rrahje, më lejoni t'ju siguroj, por nuk kam qenë kurrë më i frikësuar në jetën time. I kafshova fort krahun. Nuk e priste fare, as nuk e priste kur ia hoqa një copë të madhe nga krahu. I rridhte gjak, e mallkova, e shijova mishin dhe ia pështyva. Filluan të më quajnë kanibal. Nuk e di pse nuk u futa në telashe më shumë se sa, ndoshta u bekua për një herë. Më nxorën jashtë për disa muaj, po.

Është një pjesë e arsyes pse më rrahën aq keq. Do ta bëja përsëri nëse do të duhej. Nuk mendoj se mund ta harroj ndonjëherë, por jo, pothuajse më përndjek.

Shijen. Era. Pamja e të gjithave...

Nuk dua të flas më për këtë.