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“I hate when you Pack a lip and spit into an old water bottle and Snore so bad that I can’t even fall asleep and Wear that pair of glasses you know I think look stupid and Fall asleep during a movie I finally got to pick to watch and Don’t want to hold me at night and Tell me to toss you a popsicle every fucking time I get up to pee and Cum before I do and Sleep all day on saturdays when you know I get antsy. But I love when you Offer me the taco that you just made for yourself Even though I said six times that I didn’t want one and Laugh your real laugh (The one where you shut your eyes really tight and try not to cry) and Try to tickle me even though you know I’m not ticklish and Pay for my food even when your bank account’s almost empty and Hold me super tight and won’t let me go without a kiss and Smile when I take off my clothes and Wake me up before you go to work just to tell me you love me.”

“sext: sometimes i pray that your smile will remain immortal. sext: you look your prettiest when you aren’t thinking about being pretty. sext: the first time you wrote me poetry, it knocked my knees to the ground and nothing mattered but how good it felt to love you. sext: tell me about your day, i wanna hear your voice for a little while. sext: i told my mom about you yesterday, she already loves you so much. sext: i know you won’t be awake right now, but i just drove 4 hours to seattle and i wish you were here to bring the streets to life. sext: hey, i really fucking love you. sext: what songs do you write to? i need to feel something. sext: do you know what it really means to be alive? i don’t and i’ve been thinking about it for hours now. i hope we don’t really exist because i don’t want anything to matter. text me when you can- i’m having an existential crisis. sext: you smelled so sweet today and your hands were so much softer. have you been using a new body wash perhaps? sext: you’ve grown so much since the very first day we met. i’m completely enamored by you. sext: i’m on my way over- don’t say no. i’ll bring you homemade soup and i’ll bring plump tangerines too. sext: i miss you, please come home soon. sext: my dog misses you lots. sext: you feel like a forever. sext: i really fucking love you, okay?”

“sext: sometimes i pray that your smile will remain immortal. sext: you look your prettiest when you aren’t thinking about being pretty. sext: the first time you wrote me poetry, it knocked my knees to the ground and nothing mattered but how good it felt to love you. sext: tell me about your day, i wanna hear your voice for a little while. sext: i told my mom about you yesterday, she already loves you so much. sext: i know you won’t be awake right now, but i just drove 4 hours to seattle and i wish you were here to bring the streets to life. sext: hey, i really fucking love you. sext: what songs do you write to? i need to feel something. sext: do you know what it really means to be alive? i don’t and i’ve been thinking about it for hours now. i hope we don’t really exist because i don’t want anything to matter. text me when you can- i’m having an existential crisis. sext: you smelled so sweet today and your hands were so much softer. have you been using a new body wash perhaps? sext: you’ve grown so much since the very first day we met. i’m completely enamored by you. sext: i’m on my way over- don’t say no. i’ll bring you homemade soup and i’ll bring plump tangerines too. sext: i miss you, please come home soon. sext: my dog misses you lots. sext: you feel like a forever. sext: i really fucking love you, okay?”

“I wish you fucking missed me.”

“All I wanted was to receive the love I gave.”