This is the story of the boys who loved me, the story of my first few desperate hours, my old flame, the first day of my life. My thinner life in songs, twisted recollection of emoting moments in dark spaces, smoke and my insecurity mirrored on stage, when I knew a possibility of being depserately, feverishly in love through eye contact, a space I
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