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love drunk

by cameran

*as the smoke traveled between our mouths in a sensual dance, i knew he was the one i wanted to spend late nights, and early mornings with, huddled together under his cheap, wool comforter, his favorite flannel hung carelessly on my figure, and my favorite perfume left forever attached to his pillows.*
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May 13, 2014
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"i like waking up, and making two coffees each morning."

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