Either you’re passing out, or my jaw’s locking up.
Whichever comes first.
I’m all for sharing my food,
but when I buy a family size box of cherrios four day ago,
I fucking expect more than one bowl.
NOT an empty box on the counter.
now you shall feel the full extent of my fury.
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I’ve stopped classifying things as “love” or “friendship” according to arbitrary superficial details- the feelings I share with certain friends are so intimate, so beautiful, that it’s ridiculous that I don’t call them lovers just because we don’t sleep together. It’s fucking absurd that sex should be the dividing line between our relationships, between which ones take precedence, between who we play with, live with, sleep with, who we take care of first, who we die with at last.
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