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Is it weird If I send you the hoodie you subtweeted desire for Two months ago I don't know (I don't fucking know anymore) It's getting late But I can't help obsessively dwelling on the texts You never sent in my head Left on read I can't rely On aleatoric passings in the night I need you By my side If that's alright I'd risk again Your Manhattan touch on my heart if it meant another Shot at your love I'm in need of We could be pillow fort alumni Sending short-long "I love you's" From vibrating butt plugs Remotely controlled from our phones And I don't even know if it's my fault anymore It could just be my ego making everything about me But I really wanna love you 'Cause I know it'll further my character development Am I selfish for that? Does that make me a selfish person?