It was that when the hot summer air clung to our bodies like saran wrap. don't you remember? when we walked around the city aimlessly, thinking of ways to get money without having to go to an out of reach ATM {we're too fucking cheap to pay those fees for using another bank's} or to go back home to our lonely, empty apartments. Yeah it was that
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ps: of course i love you.
and i was going through my old writings
and i found a piece titled "for abby,"
and since i know no other abby, i'm assuming it's your sister.
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i always hang out with these twins at school and we sit at the same lunch table. one sits next to me, the other one across from me. so i'll be looking at one, but talking to the other and it'll almost slip. once, i did and i felt really terrible because everyone is always like,"amjad...or asad?" but i can tell the differences.
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