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I want to talk about masturbation and death without the uncomfortable laughs and awkward looks. Your cheeks don't have to burn red when we talk about our favourite porn and share tips on how to make it last. I want to know if the way you sigh when you're tired is the same kinda way you sigh when you're almost there. Our platonic relationship is love, but you don't have to take your hand off my knee. It's okay if you make it to my thigh by the end of that beer. We can talk all night and fall asleep without evening touching, I'll drive you home without an awkward goodbye. I always wonder if anyone thinks about sex as much as we talk about it.