aromantic_aromatics



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    "one morning he woke me up in my tent. I felt him gently shake my arm but I didn’t move until I saw him through my squinting eyes.
    He whispered “Azi … good morning.”
    I brushed it off and turned to look at him, he informed me that everyone was packing up so I stretched and got up. I just woke up, he probably said my name and I miss heard him.
    But it kept happening."

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    18 Mar 2026