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Have missile, will travel.: Closure»
BANG.
It had been roughly six months since Rob had resolved to stop feeling.
BANG.
He was half-kidding when he made the decision, but before he knew it, it was already happening; jokes at his expense had ceased hitting home, and the cruelest insults rolled off him like water off a duck.
BANG.
At first he enjoyed it. He enjoyed not being depressed when he came home alone after a big night out with his friends, enjoyed being able to look at girls without feeling as though he was missing something, without feeling pressured into making some kind of clumsy gesture.
Bro. You wrote this? It made me cry.
Way to be legitimate. Let’s be friends?
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clambistro said:
You *still* make me want to dance better at parties <3
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Bro. You wrote this?...legitimate. Let’s be friends?
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