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    It’s a special kind of torture.

    He can’t even say he’s sad, he can’t remember what being sad is like. Can’t remember any specific emotion, just the way his face used to pull, as he smiled and laughed until he cried, and the way that as soon as any of the happiness left he would fall so low again. When the upturned corners of his smile would tug down like weights, and he wouldn’t be able to stop the descent.

    He can remember what it felt like, on his face, to hold that pained grimace and try to pretend it was a smile.

    Or: inspired by prose and poetry its kinda. Random ramblings

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