David
David is one of my best friends. He’s beautiful and thoughtful and kind and honest and hard-working. His life is one of trial and toil. He’s always a little bit lost. Which is part of why I love him. I love him for several reasons, largely because he’s generous and he loves me. But there’s this facet of vulnerability that he only shows to me, well maybe to others but he doesn’t show it on purpose and he only shows to his friends.
I can’t really talk about David right now because I’m still figuring out what to do with him and that process doesn’t look good on a page.
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