Ber The Bear
I woke up in the middle of the night. Your were sound asleep. Your back was against mine. And I shivered in my purple flannel, because we had no covers. Just sleeping on a bare mattress in the middle of your friend's dorm. And all I could think about was that Leonardo Di Caprio we had been watching earlier and how fucked up it made my brain feel. And my toe still hurt from when I stubbed it at that party. We smelled like beer and cigarettes. Then in the morning you took me to China town and we looked at samurai swords. Just kids.
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