It could have lasted an hour or it could have lasted thirty seconds and I wouldn’t be able to say the difference. Either way, when he finally pulled away his hand, he laughed. He laughed as if he was just fooling around, as if it was another joke, but there was no audience there and then. Just the two of us, and the warmth of his hand still lingering in mine.

Went on Rumpus today, found this piece, loved this piece, navigated through a series of links that culminated in my finding out that our Robbie, not another Robbie by the same middle initial and last name, wrote it and I could really not be happier seeing that someone I somewhat know has been published and has published something good.  (via edgarsux)

Edgar put this way better than I did, which was to keymash for the first time since probably 2008 and then sputter the word “proud” a whole bunch of times

11 months ago on 06/05/12 at 06:22pm
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