There are not enough movie ticket stubs, or airplane tickets, or Google letters to cover up the fact that there is a hole in my wall. It's been there for nearly three years and nothing's ever been done about it.
And, when the day comes that I, or my parents, or the next owners of the house, fix that hole, it won't take back the night when it happened.
And bad things happen.
And it sucks to get hurt, I know.
But nothing ever gets fixed until you do something about it.
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