how could one feel so strongly for such a tumultuous presence, with invisible attachment rivaling nothing less than blind faith? and when the blow of absence proves not to be fatal but strengthening, love no longer plays love.
aka i will never stop thinking about itttttt the brain is in constant motion i can talk all i want talk talk talk
vermont cheese and vermont maple. 2 bottles of water, empty. ignoring roommate sounds. i love biting into blocks of cheese. texturize my world teeth radiiiiiicalllllll
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