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One night ago, we listened to bittersweet symphony. I gave you the freshman. You gave me cake.
on two different sns, you said death cab and i said dcfc. it wasn't so different with urban and chucks and blazers and my argyle sweater vest.
i started singing cure songs. you listened to them too that day. i never figured out what happened on thursdays. except must see tv. which you don't watch. But we still had degrassi.
We ran with the ponys. He touched my camera, you touched him.
She said, he said never happened. i asked you about bright eyes and instead you gave me rooney. you always had better taste than me.
we listened to beulah one night. i said thank you. and im sorry.
the ambulance wasn’t even there to take us away.
im not sure what elton john and wang chung was about. Or why we’ll sing “she’s so high”. And that we both like jazz but i also like classical and you can't distinguish an eighth note from a quarter.
i've seen your photos. you've seen mine. i told you about seeing without glasses. you told me about belts. we like modest. You like emo. I’m not angry. you need new pants.
I sent you emo things.
i don't call. i used to though.
but i got your letter.