Life's been pretty easy recently. I've been avoiding feelings like the fucking plague, except I've been avoiding you like those frat boys avoid the keg. Life's been pretty quiet recently. I've been replaying your voice in the back of my head; silly cliches that rise then soften: "Do you come here often?" Oh god, I think I might need you. I guess it's a good thing that I'm a pessimist 'cause the best things never happen when you expect them to.
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