my old bedroom, the one that i used to have at my parents’ place and it got demolished when the house was brought down, and i’m sitting on the bed sobbing when someone knocks on the door and gives me a brown package about the size of a pillow. i open it and inside is a dustbin filled with things i had once upon a time given to someone who was, once upon a time, my closest friend. he’d packaged everything and sent it back in a dustbin.
so can you tell me what to make of this…?
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morning… right, so my interpretation on this would be 