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2:47 AM
Emma's lips tasted like cherry chapstick and my nose scrunched up because I couldn't stand the taste, but I couldn't stop kissing her. I wanted to kiss her for the rest of my life because kissing her didn't make me angry and it didn't make me lie and it didn't make me want to hit anything or hurt anybody.
Dr. Edwards told me that medication, in time, would help get rid of my problems. He warned me not to take too much at one time.
He didn't tell me whether or not I could overdose on the taste of cherry chapstick.
