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he speaks to me about the xylem and the phloem, meaningless to me when the only thing i want to do is listen to him yap, and to gaze at his eyes like it’s the sun, and i’m a plant
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Jun 6, 2025
Jun 6, 2025 at 6:17 PM UTC
xylem
he speaks to me about the xylem and the phloem, meaningless to me when the only thing i want to do is listen to him yap, and to gaze at his eyes like it’s the sun, and i’m a plant
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18/M/England
Jun 6, 2025
Jun 6, 2025 at 6:17 PM UTC
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