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We did it pressed between bedsheets when no one was home, our hearts increasing our blood flow. We did it in the sand, rough and coarse, unafraid, matching the timing of the waves, letting the moon put us in the spotlight. We did it in the back of your car, shaking and fumbling, we unbuckled hesitation, while Destiny’s Child played on the radio. For a moment, I was nine again, but your fingernails dragged me back. The seats smelled like cheap burgers, and moisture. For a moment, I wondered if this is something Beyonce would do. But only for a moment. We did it without realizing what we were doing, or how it would change us. One day, we found ourselves, different from who we wanted to be.
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Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 10:23 PM UTC
We Did It
We did it pressed between bedsheets when no one was home, our hearts increasing our blood flow. We did it in the sand, rough and coarse, unafraid, matching the timing of the waves, letting the moon put us in the spotlight. We did it in the back of your car, shaking and fumbling, we unbuckled hesitation, while Destiny’s Child played on the radio. For a moment, I was nine again, but your fingernails dragged me back. The seats smelled like cheap burgers, and moisture. For a moment, I wondered if this is something Beyonce would do. But only for a moment. We did it without realizing what we were doing, or how it would change us. One day, we found ourselves, different from who we wanted to be.
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paige-miller
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Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 10:23 PM UTC
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