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anybody real?
Talking to my straight friend
Me:
So...how did you know that you were...you know...straight..?
To her I faded I was nothing. For me she marked my heart over and over again with her smile
“Aren’t we all waiting to be read by someone, praying that they’ll tell us that we make sense?”
– Rudy Franciso
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