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You remind me of Christmas morning. Cold and ruthless, yet comfortable and warm.
You remind me of cigarette smoke and the way whiskey tastes bitter on my lips.
You remind me of Monday mornings and Saturday afternoons. Rushed and hungover.
You remind me of the only thing that makes me feel anything. You remind that I don’t feel anything at all.
by (via bunnyalexander)

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