Right now, right this very minute, this very second, the last thing I really wanna see...
... is your face.
I don't know why.
It sucks not having to tell anybody about you.
I don't care who gets to read this; whether they assume or not, I don't care. (Go ahead, assume all you want, he's not the same person y'all are thinking about. That's so 3 months ago. And that was too terrible to even remember.. thats but plain history now.)
It's just.. ugh, it feels nauseating.
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