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An answer to a question I was asked on family. My meaning of it.

“Trust is like a vase.. once it’s broken, though you can fix it the vase will never be same again.”

We can walk, if you'd like. Or spin in circles. Either way I'm love with where we're going. Slash.

We both wanted this (needed this), because we both knew what if felt like to not have somebody there for you. And I think it’s time we get our c..

He didn't have friends but she was hoping he'd make an exception.

If this were any other guy or any other night, I would push him and run, because I am definitely not gay. Except for Ethan, I’ve come to reali..

A poem written about genocide.

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