Ironically I think all I want is a best friend. Or wanting a best friend, is the umbrella-ing big picture of what I seek. If I could have what I had at 6 years old, that comraderie, that partner in learning and crime, that co-instigator, both of us innocent and sincere in how we lit up for each other and pushed each other, I would be happy. I want that in a practical adult realm + great sex.
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