I feel like I'm the blind leading the blind in that argument. I'm not the most knowledgeable about social conventions and can't really defend the ones that I do know. It's just one of those things.
Like how I'm apparently part of the furniture now, to be climbed on. Not that I mind or care. She hardly weighs anything and her touch his light. Also, despite how cold she was earlier her hands are warm, rough callouses brushing along the skin of my shoulders.
"Don't have to look at my face with a beard. Growing my hair out too."
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I feel like I'm the blind leading the blind in that argument. I'm not the most knowledgeable about social conventions and can't really defend the ones that I do know. It's just one of those things.
Like how I'm apparently part of the furniture now, to be climbed on. Not that I mind or care. She hardly weighs anything and her touch his light. Also, despite how cold she was earlier her hands are warm, rough callouses brushing along the skin of my shoulders.
"Don't have to look at my face with a beard. Growing my hair out too."