𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑, ; 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥

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dear winter,

you know, when you're old enough, i hope you talk to girls.

or boys.

anyone you like, really.

i just don't want you to feel like i do.

there's no one in this freaking town that i want to be with.

no girl interests me.

i don't think i like guys (at least, none i've met)

but there has to be someone.

there's got to be.

because i know that i'll meet you one day, in real life.

i'm sure of it.

but, shit, i gotta meet your mom first.

- daniel seavey