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james is gone to the beach with his kids for a few days of fun in the sun. i miss him horribly already, and he hasn't even left the zip code. he gave me some shirts to sleep in while he's gone (i like the fact that my boyfriend uses fruity dryer sheets), but somehow they have mysteriously walked away from my possession. it's odd.
either way, it's really no big deal. i will just sleep in the other shirts he has given me and dream about when he comes home and i can fall asleep in his arms, which is entirely more priceless than a t-shirt and is meant only for me to wear.
either way, it's really no big deal. i will just sleep in the other shirts he has given me and dream about when he comes home and i can fall asleep in his arms, which is entirely more priceless than a t-shirt and is meant only for me to wear.