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when i think of the first time our lips said hello, i think of football jerseys and my favorite pink lighter. i think of sitting on a tree stump, feeling so warm inside even though the temperature was cold. i think of closing my eyes and feeling your hands rest on the back of my neck. i think of being with you, and i think of never wanting to pull my lips away from yours. d.l.b.
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 6:29 PM UTC
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when i think of the first time our lips said hello, i think of football jerseys and my favorite pink lighter. i think of sitting on a tree stump, feeling so warm inside even though the temperature was cold. i think of closing my eyes and feeling your hands rest on the back of my neck. i think of being with you, and i think of never wanting to pull my lips away from yours. d.l.b.
diana-bloom
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 6:29 PM UTC
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