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Your eyes are indistinguishable, I forget what color they are when you're not in front of me. But your voice is slow and soft and...
*Disclaimer: Not Actual Vomit - just the ramblings of a stressed out twentysomething year old. An outpouring of the hurricane of words swirling around in my head, shared with all of you lovely people. Please don’t think this is actual vomit, I would be sad if you did. I promise you that this is so much more than that.