Camping

This is a love story. It's hands that smell of Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue after days spent clutching fistfuls of her hair. It's the rain hitting the earth in a way that reminds you of blood, that makes you think the world's holding a knife to your underwear. It's the spins. It's running out of air because you gulped too much of it while you were sobbing. It's waking up hot and sticky. It's desperately falling in love with your best friend inside a camping tent while everything outside rages.

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