The Wolverine & Rogue Fanfiction Archive
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ok, a little choked up here.
i know how that feels. i lost one of my sisters last year and i still sometime put on one of her old sweatshirts just trying to smell her. this really hit home with me.
Such beauty from the depths of such sadness. I feel the same way about the smell of raw leather and fresh cut lumber...go figure! The stuff that triggers memories.
That was very sad and moving.
:::Wahhhhhhhhh::: (cries histariclly)