All the men in my family are useless fucks.
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The semester is finally over and my boyfriend and I came to a party last night but here I am up so early and I can’t make myself go back to sleep. Spare me for this, it’s just that all I can do right now is to talk to myself and have these things run in my mind.
Last night,…
It’s not about getting naked anymore or trying to watch the sunset. It’s about grasping onto someone that won’t move when you tell them how you really feel or what happens when you are alone with the sound of the fan above your head. It’s not even about holding hands anymore, it’s about being able to talk to someone without feeling the awkwardness of being vulnerable, even when you feel the chills run down your spine from an unfamiliar cause
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