Monday, October 15

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“I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hate myself. Make love to me like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did. Go slow. I’m new to this but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping. I have realized that the moon did not have to be full for us to love it. We are not tragedies stranded here beneath it. ” — Buddy Wakefield, We Were Emergencies