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Him and I.
We are.
Waves of pure boredom flooded your brain while little streams of semen made you flinch and want to quit looking around for lifes purpose in the crook of her neck.
and you sigh, and cough from your tobaccan mouth and we both feel the same breeze.
you only smile after looking up the staircase and hearing the echo of my name you called.
i found out through letters on a shield that your knees buckled for me
and now I'm more mature
and I know when my stomach wants to eat.