Mood: Tempted. Lustful. Peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Bad. I realized in that moment that I knew everything so well, far beyond his comprehension, but felt no need to try to explain it in any capacity. That was my moment. I owned it. It's like a little sercret shared only with myself.
Owning moments
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