Appalling writing
"We both lay back down, and she looked at me in the eyes, and we were sad together for a while. I'll never forget how that felt. Like not being hungry." [...]
"And all the sudden here's Emmy touching my back. I almost shit myself, rolling over to see her lying two inches away."
[...] her face or her toothoaste smell, and it would give me these waking up feelings as regards to the guy downstairs."
— Feb 26, 2026 06:29AM
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