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Aug 2015
And as I watched him run away from me, with tears in his eyes from the laughter he emitted due to a bad joke, I realized how nice it must be to call such a beautiful person yours.

To wake up in the morning accompanied by him and the sound of silence, because studying one another whilst lying weaved together in only a way the two of you can,  is enough to tell you that you aren't crazy, but in fact, insane.
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