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ruox-deactivated20120319 asked: 21, 28, 29, 32, 36

21 is your arms chelsea, because you were always home even when there was one.

28 is him, because i’m almost eighteen and i’m old and i’ve never felt more young. but we all knew the answer, and you just asked so you can call me silly—but i am chelsea, i am!

29 you know: the men that bite, that make my body shiver with fingertips—the ones that wear button-ups with scruff, the men that are boys but with money that proves you wrong.

32 was when i believed for a second that he could’ve been mine. 32 is when i stopped being Jenny Vu and turned into an asinine little girl who believed, so dearly, that she could ever be in a relationship.

36 is when god asks eve why she did it, and she responds so curtly and defiantly ”serpens decepit me et comedi” or maybe it’s when you tell me you love me because i am such a dammed lesbian.