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Maybe my problem is that all of my decisions are calculated.

we graced the same plain, yet divided by two planes my words stayed the same although yours were an endless door it’s the first of october and boy have i been here before the door, yours and this war in my mind i redefi…

I think about you every day and truly every other minute. I know you go months without the thought of me. It’s weird when you put it together, but today was so bizarre and unexpected. I thought of you and instead of fal…

Thank God, I thought you had cancer.” “I have that too. lunch with my ex

your scent lingered of lavender and fire the way your crass was sprung from a hug turned bliss tried to write love but all has become mush my fingers bleed normality and my breath is of uncertainty you were all but ever…

I used to love September, but now it just rhymes with remember.

looked within my eyes and said baby don’t cry, i’m still alive this world of mine where we don’t coexist and your death was always the wish i live, you grace the loss as your tombstone means nothing like what it says go…

There was something really crazy about the way you said my name.

Unfortunately, your want was different than mine and your mind was more youthful than mine, always changing from time to time.

He loaded the bullet and begun roulette, wrote about how I smelled like whiskey and regret. His eyes said upset while his mouth spoke, it’s time to accept.