it's been a year and i'm amazed at myself. he makes me feel so much more boundless inside than my vocabulary can articulate. and all that remains are just thoughts:
starbucks, queers at dome, midnight drives, kinokuniya, the smell of books, mall-hopping movie-watching escapades, warm kisses, hot tears, cigarettes, paper-chain-link-days, entwined
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