June 2013
3 posts
April 2013
6 posts
We’d venture for each other to do the silliest things.
Make funny faces during serious talks,
purposely froth our beers to leave a mustache of foam.Your deep, loud voice, and my uninhibited laughter filled up any place we’d be.
That’s the thing about us.
Everyone would notice.
March 2013
15 posts
“I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break.”
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