There Was Always Jack
He told me all of his dreams. Like the one where he had his own animation studio or the one where everyone sees him in his underwear, but he doesn’t mind. He told me he loved me too soon, on one of the worst days of my year, and I told him that I loved him back because it felt easier to be loved by him than to exist in a world where I’m not. I didn’t li…
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