We divided everything fifty-fifty. Down to the...
We divided everything fifty-fifty. Down to the last book. You took yours. I took mine. We were so fair. So logical. So cold. But how do you divide memories? Inside jokes? Shared history? The stuff was easy. The intangible things are still tangled up. I got half the furniture. You got half my heart. Not sure who got the better deal.
— — After the Lawyers
Enshrined on October 21, 2025 at 09:24 AM UTC