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Sometimes too strong. Sometimes it lingers. Sometimes it reminds me of the past like a movie that plays before me and the nostalgia warps my stomach in shocking bittersweet ways. He smells of musk and sweat and I find myself wanting to build a tent inside it.
Hate hate hate hate hate ringing interrupting peace. Making my boyfriend grumble snooze snooze snooze. Wanting to stay in the warm blankets, and sweet kissing warm embrace of my wooly mammoth love pile. Hate alarm. Ruins romance, ruins love, makes responsibility and bills and mandatory life immediate.
Michael took the pill that was handed to him by his mother, instead of getting a hug on the way to school in the morning. She looked disapprovingly at his choice of attire and eyeliner. She couldn't possibly touch him like that. Maybe the pills will help.
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