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you look like a memory - writing of wenyi xue

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we won't be friends a year from now but i love you all the same

cócegas - josé malhoa In my head, you’re already gone. I am in a movie theater watching a movie I already know the ending of. The characters are you and me, the scene is our living room, we are laughing at something I won’t remember by the end of this. My head is on your shoulder. The room is warm. In a year, we won’t be friends anymore. My other friends call me a pessimist, tell me that I’m mistaking anxiety for premonition, but the story has to end somehow. We are going down two different paths and I’m scared to let go, but my arm is already feeling the stress of the pull. We are going…

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