there is no such thing as “blocking” on the internet. I found you on the corner of web and org,
we touched hands.
we forgave each other (sike).
touching cock under a blanket at fifteen, there was a movie about cowboys playing.
the last time I saw you, you were drinking a beer and I was laughing, pretending I didn’t see you. it is not that I carry anger towards you anymore, but my legs still shake uncontrollably