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this is your least favorite part two weeks later we put our clothes back on two weeks later i'm not in love because i don't know love but i'm enamored with you. i think it will be hard to forget a boy who filled me with fluorescent light, someone so electric so alive. two weeks later you're on a plane to chicago and i'm laying in bed listening to the empty sounds of my body without you. i never even got to see you drunk or see your hair in the morning still matted from sleep. two weeks later i ache from the absence of you this is my least favorite part
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 12:47 AM UTC
preston
this is your least favorite part two weeks later we put our clothes back on two weeks later i'm not in love because i don't know love but i'm enamored with you. i think it will be hard to forget a boy who filled me with fluorescent light, someone so electric so alive. two weeks later you're on a plane to chicago and i'm laying in bed listening to the empty sounds of my body without you. i never even got to see you drunk or see your hair in the morning still matted from sleep. two weeks later i ache from the absence of you this is my least favorite part
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Jun 24, 2016 at 12:47 AM UTC
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