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Peanut Butter and Jelly

All she wants to eat is peanut butter.

I’m trying to figure out breakfast on my ten minutes off the line of a busy french bakery. Peanut butter.

I’m trying to participate in an adult discussion about pizza toppings. Peanut butter.

I’m crying alone in my bed at night, feeling like everything is caving in and I am never going to be any use to myself or anyone else…

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