Simple thoughts of the day

I wore red today.

He played classical music in the morning like dad used to.

He looks awful when he's tired.

I sometimes feel a tingle inside my chest when I think of you.

I wonder whether she truly likes me.

It's cold in Malmö.

He is so handsome.

Fuck, I always laugh at the wrong times.

My back hurts.


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