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he wants to leave and i help him to pack because i know where things are because i want to keep them for myself   no wonder he’s not sticking around an abrupt invasion of privacy is bound to end this way good thing he didn’t burn all the bridges just yet they welcome him back with open hands we talk about a friend of a friend who’s friend with other friends but not ours twice removed thrice forgotten at the party no bad blood but don’t hold your breath for wedding invitation i don’t have an appropriate dress and no means to come by  since we’re started talking in lower voices about grown-up things like mortgage and 401k we’re in an endless cycle of negotiation with ourselves and each other so long, don't think I'll ever throw a party for this tea set for six
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Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 1:36 PM UTC
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he wants to leave and i help him to pack because i know where things are because i want to keep them for myself   no wonder he’s not sticking around an abrupt invasion of privacy is bound to end this way good thing he didn’t burn all the bridges just yet they welcome him back with open hands we talk about a friend of a friend who’s friend with other friends but not ours twice removed thrice forgotten at the party no bad blood but don’t hold your breath for wedding invitation i don’t have an appropriate dress and no means to come by  since we’re started talking in lower voices about grown-up things like mortgage and 401k we’re in an endless cycle of negotiation with ourselves and each other so long, don't think I'll ever throw a party for this tea set for six
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Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 1:36 PM UTC
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