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Jan 2018
You were the first person to ever sleep in my bed with me
You were the first person to ever meet my family and I know they’ll always wonder about you
Just like I will
Because someone like that is always special
Whether they plan to be
I know what Love feels like
And ******* this is a whole different kind of air
I always feel like I can’t breath now
But that’s okay
I enjoy it
Really
Because my hope for others
And my love for others
Is one hell of an addiction
One hell of a gift
One hell of a pleasure
So that’s why I never leave
I know it’s stubborn
But it’s all I have

(v.m)
vanessa
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vanessa  23/F/California
(23/F/California)   
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