creepy and nervous are kind of accurate, I was such a stalker at first. like loving longingly from dark corners, killing flowers, sniffing his shirts kind of thing and then it's like god why is this happening to me
bent and i talk about these feelings of creepiness and why we feel like we are seen this way even though we know there's like a huge love bubble surrounding us. it's like love is too much for us, we have to balance it.
sometimes we say we want to kill each other instead of i love you because there's too much joy idk what would happen if we kept going. he's way better at these discussions than i am
you remind me of him in a strange and familiar way. like your sense of humor and the way you kind of seem to have no filter, you say whatever's on your mind.
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