I need to find Becca's lines
Need to
A bit at a time, Charis.
But I don't always know how to come back to things.
When I open boxes, I take a while to sort out its contents.
I scare myself
Play games against me that I can't win. And I know this. That there's no winning. That losing on both ends doesn't make sense.
But I've always taken sides against myself.
So I write and talk about everything except.
Not because I can't deal with it (or so I tell myself), but because I know that when I open boxes, there's a kip waiting for me to go back to.
And all I do
Is
Run
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