but sometimes there's no one there
but another fuck given
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thoughts untitled through hate and romance
Poesieyou know how you go on walk in the afternoon and when you step out it still kinda sunny. and then you look up again and you notice the sun almost setting. then you look up again and you realize the sun is completely set. and you look up for the last...
165. sex ≠ love
but sometimes there's no one there
but another fuck given
