"I had this wild idea that maybe you were thinking about me too. We were tied together, kind of. The stars and the moon and the tides and the sun. And us. Quincy and Sebastian. Two idiots who were waiting for the perfect time to get it right. When I was really going out of my mind, I pretended there was a world where I was the one who made you happy. Where you picked me every time." i’m unwell.
— Jul 22, 2026 01:32PM
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