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an all too legible expression of affection, to all the wrong eyes
well, rather, an expression easily misinterpretable as legible. not that it had some obscure, complex depths. i just liked myself and wanted to share that feeling with you. but the words i crystalized that as were coarsely saccharine, and oddly demanding
i don’t mind the distance, but i do look forward to the day our parallel paths briefly cross for once. maybe our mutual volatility will produce a favorable translation in our vectors, but i’m in no rush