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At first it had no name. Nor promises. Nor a future. They were meetings without a calendar, skin that was sought out of habit, out of hunger, for that solitude that is disguised as desire. We told ourselves that it was just that: matching bodies, borrowed breaths, a "don't stay" that sounded too rehearsed. I kept telling myself not to look further, not to ask, not to feel.
โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ โฌ๐๐ถ๐พ๐-Billy
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At first it had no name. Nor promises. Nor a future. They were meetings without a calendar, skin that was sought out of habit, out of hunger, for that solitude that is disguised as desire. We told ourselves that it was just that: matching bodies, borrowed breaths, a "don't stay" that sounded too rehearsed. I kept telling myself not to look furt...Read more