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Aug 2017
she found me on the bathroom floor, knees held to my chest, my breathing discordant and clashing with the dance music playing outside the door-

she introduced herself with a princess’s name and took my hand in hers. i was led out through the

jostled crowd, but with our linked fingers, i did not feel afraid. we found an isolated table in the distant corner and she pulled my chair out for me.

i sipped her *****-juice and everything was easy.

i do not know if we talked for two minutes or two hours but i do know it wasn’t nearly long enough.

i do not know if we kissed for two minutes or two hours but i do know it wasn’t nearly long enough.
oli versaw
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oli versaw  18/Non-binary/nebraska
(18/Non-binary/nebraska)   
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