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I may never get a nine to five, that’s all , but I’m not gonna sit around wasting time. The grandchildren of the depression, our parents, seem to believe that not having a nine to five translates to a wasted life.

Maybe they just need a new translation, Bella.

In other words, distance renders things more beautiful than they really are up close.

a cloud of solace that held no rain and floated high above Chicago and had no territorial nature and no territory it could not trespass, a balloon a child released, a rare dog born with wings, broken chain dangling from its collar in the air.

A beautiful girl like you is never really single, he said. I dated one. I couldn’t accept al the guys who she knew, who looked her up and down, all the guys she didn’t know who looked her up and down, all the girls who looked her up and down.

Will you are insecureee

Infatuation brought them closer; the devil between them pushed them ever apart.

The love could lie and age well.

Sometimes he thought his body would collapse under the emotional burden.

SAME

Would you fuck me? he asked.

She tried to contain her laughter. Will! I love you like a brother!

Would you fuck your brother?

You’re sick. You need help.

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