why don't straights understand that the sweet considerateness and tenderness of a first kiss starting with "can I kiss you?" far outweighs the 'passion' of someone just doing it without asking
Isaiah tore after the mermaid and Noah could barely keep up despite his longer legs. Somehow, as they crossed the landing toward the East wing of the house, they caught up with the mermaid for just an instant before it disappeared into the murky darkness yet again. But… how? Noah wondered… how could they possibly have caught up to a creature that could vanish in the blink of an eye?
this whole “being alive” thing simply isn’t for me. i will henceforth be going to lay in a field and decompose slowly.
Please don’t put too much pressure on yourself. We can figure it out as we go.
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