I've just remembered: My high school boyfriend and I used to have sex back a lane, surrounded by fields, and then lie on our backs and look for shooting stars. It's amazing how many you see when you're looking for them.
I miss that.
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once during my first summer in montana, i was lying on the bed of a pickup truck with a girl and we were drinking beer and looking at the stars. we were alone and hundreds of miles away from our homes and lonely and becoming very fast friends. coming from the city of cleveland, the montanan sky looked like mars. that nite we saw 14 shooting stars. 14.
and we talked about having sex and somewhere in there she said, "oh, i wish we would see just one more shooting star."
and thats the story of how i became asexual
no joke
L,
Sean
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