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notestomyfuturegirlfriend:

I have a tiny scar near my left wrist that nobody ever notices. But I want you to notice it, I want you know why it’s there, I want you to know why I run my thumb over it when I’m anxious and why there are sometimes red half-moons on my arm from my own nails. I hope you’ll kiss the scar, kiss all the way up my arm, trace every scar I have and tell me I’m beautiful.

Love,

Me