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i used to hate the way my dads stubble scraped my skin every time he tried to kiss my face, so he’d always make sure he’d shave his beard before i came over to his apartment. now that he’s gone, the feeling of stubble against my skin is such a relief. it’s funny how you can start to love the things you once hated after someone has left your life.

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