09.23.01
Talking in our beds for a week
Sometimes I kiss the wrong boys, and sometimes I regret it. And sometimes I wake up in the morning with a light feeling in my chest, and some days it's heavy.
And sometimes I wonder what happened to all those deep thoughts I used to have. Have I become someone I would have hated two years ago? I think I have.
I'm not sure how I feel about that.
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