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I've always hated PDA but when I see you I can't help but to reach out and scratch your beard because its a really basic human pleasure,   to touch something and know that it is yours- especially when that something is a someone and that someone thinks and feels and tells stupid jokes and laughs at his own stupid jokes and is better than me at the     crossword puzzles we can only finish   on mondays and tuesdays I measure the passing of time in crossword puzzles and the number of nights until I can fall asleep with at least 65% of my body touching yours because     I miss you        any other time and all of the sudden I'm really scared of you dying
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Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 5:11 PM UTC
January 29th, 2014 [on infantile pleasures and ways of measuring time]
I've always hated PDA but when I see you I can't help but to reach out and scratch your beard because its a really basic human pleasure,   to touch something and know that it is yours- especially when that something is a someone and that someone thinks and feels and tells stupid jokes and laughs at his own stupid jokes and is better than me at the     crossword puzzles we can only finish   on mondays and tuesdays I measure the passing of time in crossword puzzles and the number of nights until I can fall asleep with at least 65% of my body touching yours because     I miss you        any other time and all of the sudden I'm really scared of you dying
jessica-m
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Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 5:11 PM UTC
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