[ She desperately wipes at her face, trying to mask the smile on her face. To feel such a sadness in her heart — the mourning of her ugly, pigfaced, stinky sister.... this was "normal". To mourn a family member was so despairingly average that she feels sick to her stomach. ]
Keep telling yourself that... Just let me be there to brace you when you crumble over your own good intentions.
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Keep telling yourself that... Just let me be there to brace you when you crumble over your own good intentions.