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there is a man in my dreams. he is tall with hair like gold, and his eyes that are the colour of a raging ocean and when i touch his face it reminds me of worn down sandpaper - a tad prickily, but it is home. with broad shoulders that make him look like he knows exactly where he's going he just grins like he knows the secrets to the universe. i hope one day im as confident and comfortable in the universe as he is.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 10:27 AM UTC
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there is a man in my dreams. he is tall with hair like gold, and his eyes that are the colour of a raging ocean and when i touch his face it reminds me of worn down sandpaper - a tad prickily, but it is home. with broad shoulders that make him look like he knows exactly where he's going he just grins like he knows the secrets to the universe. i hope one day im as confident and comfortable in the universe as he is.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 10:27 AM UTC
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