| Current mood: | sick |
...listening to Straylight Run &&& waiting for my fever to go down...
and i try but i'm not convincing your lips, they pout and twist and i die trying just to keep myself from kissing you. you take in everything with a certainty i envy it's somehow all i need just keep me guessing please
...reminds me of how i feel when i'm next to him. i write songs, but somehow i couldn't put it in words...
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