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Every touch felt like too much My makeshift love felt so rough I try to kiss but I was never made for this I've always known I was meant to be alone I've always known I'm best on my own I've always known in every single bone
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Aug 30, 2025
Aug 30, 2025 at 11:17 AM UTC
On aromanticism
Every touch felt like too much My makeshift love felt so rough I try to kiss but I was never made for this I've always known I was meant to be alone I've always known I'm best on my own I've always known in every single bone
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18/Cisgender Male/Netherlands
Aug 30, 2025
Aug 30, 2025 at 11:17 AM UTC
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