Being Able to Be Goofy With Someone Is a Form of Intimacy
Being able to be goofy with someone is a form of intimacy. Like every other form of intimacy, it’s not for everyone. But it’s definitely for me.
Being able to be goofy with someone is a form of intimacy. Like every other form of intimacy, it’s not for everyone. But it’s definitely for me.
You wanted that closeness with me that I had always craved. That I’d been told so many times that no one would want.
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