My bag of red flagss

Portland OR

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Keep posting the original post - 2nd time we met, you kissed my hand. 3rd time, you kissed me everywhere else, too. He smells like my Gmas house, like summer. His eyes are glassy blue. He has smile wrinkles around his eyes, and shoulder freckles like constellations - Moving me. He has ADHD. He can focus on disc golf and other vices. But he doesn’t know how to focus on me yet. I’m crazy for you. A man who eats and smokes like a hobo, and wants to live like that forever. Your drug of choice is convenience, B. But for you I will work; I’d fly to your level… just to hear you talk about yourself and to hold you for another day. xoxo