we talk, sometimes. until the morning comes, i stand under the evening light until i fall transparent, or asleep. we go to sleep together but at different times, in different places. i write primitive things during the day, and fall into pathetic dreams at night. friends. a funny thought came to me yesterday,
in most cases im a bit too tall to be more than friends.
who cares HAHA
im laughing
its 3am
shes asleep
im laughing

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