" Dear baldimore."
" It hurts to even love you at this point of my life,
The way you smile and laugh always makes my bones break and my lungs rupture and I can't stand it.
You make me experience feelings that I thought it was impossible for me to express.
I can't believe you manage to fix my problems that I had in my sore and sickening body, a husk of a human.
How did you manage to find what's good about me? A sick and sour body of gluttony.. "
-🥩🏫
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