May 2012
last summer is a good memory maybe this one will be even better
April 2012
I hate the nights when I remember everything is out of my control and nothing is permanent. Nature doesn’t owe me anything.
what a great night of smashing my head on the floor and pulling my hair out
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I love you
always forever
near and far, close and together
is this what guys do at sleepovers
I wish someone could give me the time of day
what the fuck