I snuck off my boarding high school campus and got pulled over by the cops naked in the backseat of my college boyfriend’s rental car.
it might have just been going to museums and taking the train for you
but for me, it was more. it’s been two years now, and i still hope every day that you’ll come and talk to me, and finally tell me the truth of what it meant for you.
Part of the reason I became a wildland firefighter
was the hope that it would get me laid
… it hasn’t
I’m afraid no one will ever love me again….
They can’t love me because I hate myself…
And it’s entirely your fault
he loves me the way i always wished and dreamed someone would
i’m terrified he’ll die and i’ll be all alone again… i’m not sure i remember how to do it.
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