Thứ Bảy, 2 tháng 3, 2013

at midnight, everything felt wrong, everyone else felt wrong. so i packed my bags and flew back. and everyone we knew spat at me. all i wanted was to come to yours and say sorry. i didn't know what else to do.

so i woke up.

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