Quicksand
His hands were fucking shaking.
"Old Jules is okay, he was a pretentious fuck—but hey! Aren't we all? But this Jules—Jules, right now, standing in front of me? Well, he's pretty amazing which is crazy because all he's doing is being himself. My mom always told me to stay close to people that feel like sunlight, but your more than sunlight Jules. You're the sun." She inhaled. "The fucking sun, goddammit."
Woah. Woah. Woah. Heart chill the fuck out I still need you.
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