That time when I was 19 and went back to Belgium to see a boy

(Antwerpen, Belgium; June something or other, 2006; 3am.)

We walked for hours all through the night, taking pictures and being weird. Our energy finally freed by the drop in degrees– smoking cigarettes and making out.

I can’t understand what you said, but I’m sure it was really nice.

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