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Taylor Swift
Your friends lifted up their glasses, but how they never got to celebrate. Their eyes were on the lookout for reasons to applaud, but how they got to watch me shamelessly slipping into the vague darkness of the evening. How they got to whisper queries, and confusion, and displeasure into each other's ear. How they got to roll their eyes and mutter "maniac" under their breaths before my shadow could even disappear from their view. Your head was bent low and your fists sat, curled up in an inhumane grief, upon your folded knees. So I never knew if you called me one too. As a matter of fact Teddy, I wish you called me one.
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[Completed✔] Don't they know this is the end of the world? I've never seen my husband's best friend this way before, he's so lovely under this simple bedroom light. Maybe it's the way I'm caught in his eyes, I've been blind all this time. Happily buzzed off our heads, our lips brush together for the first time, his hand heats up my cheek as he slipped his tongue into my mouth, that's when I slid my hand down the middle of his chest and pushed him off.

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