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Ongoing, First published Feb 02
I've always been organized, even as a kid. Highlighters in perfect rainbow order, only a few tabs open on my computer, clothes folded neatly. I fold my laundry with precision, even separating my Skittles by color. Order has always been my thing. But what happens when I lose control? When he makes me let go of it? When all my logic disappears for a "what if"? When I fall for a man I barely know? This is the most out of control my life has ever been, yet I can't help but enjoy the thrill of it.
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