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here are some things of this sort of time of year:
the smell of johnson&johnson's baby lotion spray mist (on my legs today.
the smell of those red satin shoes i bought and photographed and sent to you.
here are some songs you sent me exactly a yea ago:
blood brothers - guitarmy
ray charles - hit the road jack
bus driver - imaginary places
mclucsky - lightsabre cocksucking blues
serafin - sage waits
and they all live on leroy along with theme by arovane!
and i remember those days you came to mine and we listened to your ipod on your chest and we walked in fields and got sunburnt and drove to the station singing monkey ska against the wind and i think, WOW. even though that was much later.
and i remember listening to theme in paddington and we tapped each others legs in time to the music, and we discussed what rae was like and i said like unwrapping and you said yeah and smiled and said wow.
havent we had a good time?
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