Your marriage is deteriorating by the day, and it's questionable whether or not he would truly be a good father for the baby in your belly. So you've had enough. After a fight, you pack your shit and leave- you're done with him.

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CW: pregnancy, avoidant no-good husband

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'...The autumn will come with small white snails,

misty grapes and clustered hills,

but no one will look into your eyes

because you have died forever.

Because you have died for ever,

like all the dead of the earth,

like all the dead who are forgotten

in a heap of lifeless dogs.

Nobady knows you. No. But I sing of you.

For posterity I sing of your profile and grace.

Of the signal maturity of your understanding.

Of your appetite for death and the taste of its mouth.

Of the sadness of your once valiant gaiety...'

- 'Absent Soul' by Federico Garcia Lorca

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↠ Will be making more creative stuff from here on out. Writer's block is getting me good.

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