i used to love you. i would sit two feet in front of you and create hawaii inside my apartment. you helped me avoid hypothermia, and even took the wrinkles out of my clothes. you were my blowdryer.
and now i'm scared of you.
i tied my shoe in front of you, and my ponytail flopped inside your fiery center.
you burned my hair
and i don't know if we can be friends anymore...
sincerely,
[a freezing] chelsea.
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