He asked me out,
And I said yes.
So I didn’t bring a sweater.
We walked through the night,
I got cold.
But his jacket, he didn’t offer.
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A 22-year-old girl who mostly does stuff and talks about stuff that revolves around football, food, books, and bands. Full-time fangirl, occasional language teacher and writer. // Une fille de 22 ans qui surtout fait et parle de choses sur le football, les aliments, les livres et les groupes de musique. Fangirl à plein temps, enseignante de langue et écrivaine occasionnellement.
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