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its almost four am
i drank hard cider by the fire with amanda all night and talked about everyone we know
im smoking resin in my bed alone, in the dark now
i spoke to lang on the phone
we hadnt spoken in 6 months, maybe more
so i texted him not expecting anything back and a little drunk on nostalgia
he called me within seconds
you cant not love lang
we made plans for monday
i started to tear up on the phone
he said, "oh, oh feen"
and it was the first time ive heard someone call me that in almost a month
its almost four am and i should go to bed
i wish kevin were next to me