![]() ![]() ![]() I want to pull one of them aside and walk and truly get to know her. ![]() I hate the past it really fucks up the present, in multiple of ways. So here I sit on my porch at camp typing this into a word document after an inter session of hanging out with new friends from out of town, girls I want to nickname but I don’t want them to truly mean that much to me. Get close to someone or at least let them into a side of me that I hold back from the real world. Truth be told the one thing I never wanted to do is occurring again. ![]()
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