i'm right there with you.
why does everything all of a sudden have to be so different?
i've realized a lot and i'm scared that it won't....
if i had the words i'd write 'em...but i don't.
"if i could make love to you every time we argued, we'd argue every night."
wishful thinking.
i'm here though.
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