All I want for Christmas Is you(r head between my legs)
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i think the weirdest thing is having left over information about someone. like i still know someone’s favorite girl name. or their favorite season. or someone’s address. i remember someone’s favorite ice cream flavors. and someone’s favorite childhood book. and the mental disorder their uncle has. i remember the ages and birthdays of their siblings. i remember the song they said they’d sing to their spouse. where do i put this down? where do i learn to forget?
It’s worse when it’s an ex of any variety.
to feel myself getting closer to this inner peace, it is magical and inspiring and I hope that I continue to grow and become all that I know I am capable of being
talk to me nice