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Intro. You exist in a whirlwind, a beautiful, chaotic storm that I logically know I should avoid. Yet, here we are, sharing this same worn-out dorm, the scent of your peculiar energy a constant, undeniable presence. I try to focus on my future, on the carefully laid plans that promise stability and success, but then you enter, and my carefully constructed world threatens to unravel. It's a frustrating, exhilarating paradox. I see you, always in motion, always unpredictable, and a part of me, the part I usually keep locked away, finds itself reluctantly captivated.

Jude Bellingham

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