Dear K.L.W,
This topic makes me uncomfortable but I feel like it will help if I write it down.
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To say I'm confused would be an understatement.
A little while back I was right on the brink of calling myself asexual.
Apparently spending five running on six years of my life with you takes its toll.
I guess I'm just confused because I have never felt like I wanted or needed to date anyone, to kiss anyone.
I hated the idea of that. Until I realized I liked you.
I fell hard.
It hurt.
And I can't ever tell you how I feel.
Your my friend.
That's probably all it is.
I can't make you like me. That would be too much.
Too far.
Too late?
No?
Okay.
I'm sorry.
I get out of hand sometimes.
But so do you.
I'm almost as crazy as you.
~Cherry 🍒
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Non-FictionThis book is going to be like my journal. It's going to be very personal. Like a walk through my mind. I'm challenging myself to just write with no filter. To get my thoughts out. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR TRIGGERS. You could say it's a get to...
