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february 3rd, 9:53pm

by @heavy-bored

the best fuck I ever had forgot my name as I forgot his touch and the awkward silences that persisted when we weren’t intertwined I think this entire season forgot about me my home, my green oasis has moved forward while I am trapped in a 23 degree loop that no winter coat can thaw maybe I don’t have a strong enough heart for the unwelcoming streets of New York because the bare trees cast evil shadows like some horrible acid trip that lasts all winter
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