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[paper_airliner]

The first person I fell in love with was named James. I was fourteen and he was sixteen. He didn't like his first name, so he used his middle name, instead, which, he actually liked less. His father was rich. He was double jointed. He looked like an Egon Schiele painting. He was the most beautiful person I had ever seen

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[realskin]

This is beautiful, stranger.

[paper_airliner]

you are beautiful, stranger!

[adorerdollylux]

you are infinitely, infinitely enthralling.

[themichelle]

it's like the time my first love and i thought it would be sweet to give each other cigarette burns on the hand. he burned me first, but i flinched and within a few months the mark faded. on my turn, though, i held it down so hard to his skin and he took the pain, and to this day, three years later, he's got this horrible scar between his thumb and his pointer in the vague shape of a heart, not the cartoon kind, or maybe an ear. and it's funny, i guess, because, i forgot about him the year that he left but he tells me that he's still in love with me.

[paper_airliner]

i know how that goes (in reference to the last sentence).

[collisionnn]

I love to read your writing.