"What is that again? Your tatoo?"
"It is a stitched up broken heart."
My friends are my stitches.
You have to remember...my broken heart is stitched up, not healed up.
Never has been, never will.
It simply bleeds more or less per amount of stitches that remain.
May they all remain.
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