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Oct 2015
all i am is bad stories and
all you are is interruptions and compliments.

they were all talking and mostly laughing,
you were one of them.

but then you said i love you man
in that tone of yours
that lets me know you don't mean it.

you're not flirting with me
but i wish i were.

and i wish so many things that could never come true,
but maybe we'll be friends?
god, gb, why do you have to look like that and talk like that and be like that and wear that and breathe like that and just exist without me knowing you better
maybe marc
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maybe marc  24/Non-binary/where?
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