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At 3:00am I lay awake wondering what is this weird smell??? burned chocolate chip cookie I would call it but surely that's not it... Is it the weird mingling of us? A dream woke me (I think - it could also be the medicine that makes me into someone you like again) Oh, But the dream was about spit up. I think because I'm so worried about him and also because it's probably the thing I see most in a day At 5:00am I finally rise from the warmth of our body heat burrito and on my way to the coffee *** I see that your crockpot concoction is burned (hence, the smell) And I just wish that someone cared
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
Wistful
At 3:00am I lay awake wondering what is this weird smell??? burned chocolate chip cookie I would call it but surely that's not it... Is it the weird mingling of us? A dream woke me (I think - it could also be the medicine that makes me into someone you like again) Oh, But the dream was about spit up. I think because I'm so worried about him and also because it's probably the thing I see most in a day At 5:00am I finally rise from the warmth of our body heat burrito and on my way to the coffee *** I see that your crockpot concoction is burned (hence, the smell) And I just wish that someone cared
abigail-sedgwick
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
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