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Apr 2016
When  did everything change?
When did I become fuckable,
Not dateable?
When did I become a late nite visit,
But not a dinner date?
When did I become a "need company?" text,
But not the "let's go out" call?
When did I become a 2am text
And not a 2pm "how's your day" call?
When did I become that girl?

Not dateable
Not human
Not a person
Not a soul
But just a good time.

When?
esperanza torres
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esperanza torres  Houston
(Houston)   
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   James Arce and Joshua Haines
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