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8/4/2017 10:09:57 AM
Chaise Ayala Posts: 1
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I cannot think of any one else that has inched along my arms as I’ve slept. I had no idea that you were checking for track marks or new puncture wounds. You’ve seen me more vulnerable than most. I had no material possessions, nothing tangible to back up my aspirations, barely any hope to cling to but you. It WAS fucking draining. You know, there was a study I read the other day, about how and when two people interact long enough, their brain waves start to align. All those days you woke up with stomach aches and bad feelings. You’ve seen me more undeserving than most. I have so many good thoughts of us that run around my head, but some days, these are the thoughts that make host. I always make sure to take it all in. Hard-stuck on knowing that I’ll never allow myself to lose anyone important to me ever again. Sincerely, A boy with 616 days away from the opium den
edited by chai_sea on 8/4/2017
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