• And it's strange, I'm infatuated with a ghost. Wispy, non alive, airy, light, we talk just about every night, and it's painful sometimes, but I don't know. My nature is self torture because I cannot accept pure pleasure. It feels like he's my passenger when I'm maturing, emotionally and sexually. He's my significant other, right now.

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