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making fun of a past lover: it's like taking a fresh breath. but the smell of nicotine on my cold fingers makes me think of you and the laughter erupting from my chest suddenly feels wrong.
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
nicotine fingers
making fun of a past lover: it's like taking a fresh breath. but the smell of nicotine on my cold fingers makes me think of you and the laughter erupting from my chest suddenly feels wrong.
kayla-thrift
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
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