Dear Audrey,
I've been in this dentist office for about two hours. My mouth is a mess. Numerous cavities. An extraction is needed. An implant is needed. A root canal is needed. I'm sitting here in this chair in this cold room staring at my x-rays. Never let me go is still playing in my head. I feel like I'm a mess. Physically and mentally. She's back.
Gotta go.
~BaD
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