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[sweetdarlingirl]

When's it going to be enough? Make it enough. See me for coffee and trips down memory lane. Can I tell you now how lovely you look? Let's throw our legs down in a tangle and blow smoke around the room and wax poetic like we're good at. Say all the things we thought but didn't say and drink gallons of coffee until we're a wired mess of nerves and jitters. Lie down and stay there all day.

I mean hey, it all begins with a simple invite to coffee and cigarettes.