novemberwind
I can squint all I want, but my cheapskate nature is what's going to lead to my blindness. The heat of the Philippine sun bears down on me and makes my skin sticky. It's only me, trying to rub off the humidity. I wish I could be with you instead, with your strong hands to shade my eyes.
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