Red Rot

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remember that april when i was living at your parents house?

quinn asked me to marry him before he ever told me that he loved me, and while i wanted the tangibility of expression, i still knew anyway. maybe sometimes we are reaching too hard for definitions without letting good things be.

12:21 a.m. - 2008-04-13

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