She and only she is the audience of my words.
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dear s,
i was wrong.
love,
j
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I hate glaring back at people who glare at me in trains.
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“…the only thing larger than his love was his hope”
—from The Last Song of Dusk
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Why is it that when people write about gay people, or even portray them in films, one of the first things they show is anal sex. Does it always have to be about the sex, whether glorified or looked down upon? Is it that hard to think beyond? To think of love, perhaps?
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Ok. I’m in. 100%. No fudging. I swear.
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Have you ever seen a pineapple fly?
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