Dear Phil,
I met a girl. She likes me. I kissed her. It wasn't like kissing you. The reason I kissed you again is so I would get drunk on your lips and maybe forget about her.

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Dear Phil (Phan)
Fanficphilly smiles like philly doesn't care. {sequel to Dear Dan} •••Trigger warning!•••
-he lives in his world, so unaware-
Dear Phil,
I met a girl. She likes me. I kissed her. It wasn't like kissing you. The reason I kissed you again is so I would get drunk on your lips and maybe forget about her.