cold coffee

the best thing that happens to me in the day is seeing you first thing… honestly when you were seeing B. i was never jealous that he was the one fucking you, but that he was the lucky asshole that got to wake up to you in the morning

this is killing me.

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12 thoughts on “cold coffee

  1. Oh, love. That is some serious poetry.

    Sex, while it is important and interesting and intriguing and intimate in many ways, is often not nearly as intimate as someone you *merely* bare your soul to, is it?

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