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You know that feeling when you’re so confused.
Someone reaches out to you, makes you smile, says the right words, its just not the right person doing these things.
The right person feels so far away though.
Laughing about Steve Brule, smashing computers, tattooing “your mom” on their chest and buying you a vintage Yosemite postcard.
I’m so confused.
It’s so sad how easily the heart can forget when someone fills the holes for a moment.
It felt good.
I should opt out of slacklining and froyo tomorrow, but I don’t want to.
I don’t know what I want.
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