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May 2015
Your voice
Your bangs
the way You don't take misogynist **** from anyone
Your passion for Bukowski
the way You make me feel like i'm not worthless
that signature scent that i can't quite decipher
Your hugs
i love when You pull me against your chest and i can breathe in and for a few moments, there is only You in my entire world
Your devotion to and unapologetic love for One Direction
how opinionated You are
i love your weird, even twisted sense of humor
how i can tell You anything
Eliot O'Flahertie
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