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it is cold seeping in my bones and hot air on a summer's day it is warm excitement and carefully calculated disinterest: all at the same time it is confusion, joy and resignation, mixed together in a melting *** made of the last rays of hope filtering in
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 2:12 AM UTC
crush
it is cold seeping in my bones and hot air on a summer's day it is warm excitement and carefully calculated disinterest: all at the same time it is confusion, joy and resignation, mixed together in a melting *** made of the last rays of hope filtering in
this is what i imagine a crush would feel like
krisoul
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 2:12 AM UTC
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