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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