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Sep 2018
Polar opposites, polar opposites, polar opposites.
Because you wouldn’t date someone like you.
In your self-loathing, what feels like an indirect compliment, the first I can remember you giving me in 134 days.
And you admitted we were dating.
Which nearly made me blush.
Part 2 of 2. What was meant. Both parts might be less poetic and more journalistic, but I appreciate the outlet.
Emma
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Emma  23/F/Your Mom’s
(23/F/Your Mom’s)   
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