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Jan 2016
it was enough for you to kiss me once and my stomach did that thing where it plummets to the ground and bursts through the floorboards and all the air leaves my lungs which is rather ironic considering I never felt as alive as I do when you're next to me
The best kiss of my life was when you told me maybe we shouldn't think, maybe we should just feel.
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