I am eating [slightly burnt] sticky buns with [gobs of] icing and [luke-warm] lemon tea. I am thinking [slightly burnt] thoughts about my [gobs of] thighs and my [luke-warm] existence, as of late. I am lamenting that love is just as messy as making love, and [sadly] just as complicated as I was pretending it was not. I am missing [missing] friends
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I left you a long drunk message about missing you but I don't remember anymore if that was this weekend or last
Either way, I do
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