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I have a craving for words, where my mouth feels out of place and my tongue doesn't sit comfortably in my mouth until I can perfectly describe the feelings. A craving for a fulfillment of indescribable content that your mouth can almost taste. In the same way that I crave the feeling of your hug while tears run down my face and that one juice that tastes like childhood, I crave words. - F.T.
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 7:52 AM UTC
My craving
I have a craving for words, where my mouth feels out of place and my tongue doesn't sit comfortably in my mouth until I can perfectly describe the feelings. A craving for a fulfillment of indescribable content that your mouth can almost taste. In the same way that I crave the feeling of your hug while tears run down my face and that one juice that tastes like childhood, I crave words. - F.T.
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 7:52 AM UTC
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