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your life became aSometimes Im so tempted to just sign into your MySpace account on days when the phone rings around 2 in the morning and I cant remember the stinging sensation in my ears.your life became a
I want to do this, well, for multiple reasons.
You never erased your email account from my memory and you forgot to un-check remember me on the computer. I can always see your fingers pitter patter to the keyboard and you think by now I havent figured out what those pitter patter Morse codes actually were, did you? I can see the enjoyment you get out of a new friend request or a new message. And it hurts to find out th


drowning in gasolinesherbert skies and firefly whispers are what i've felt from your touch (and kisses were never so warm)drowning in gasoline
honey suckle adventures on those muggy days with sunshowers are what i've found in your tears
fireworks and thunderstorms are what i've experienced from your choice of words (i need to hide under covers sometimes)
drowning in a sea of gasoline and meaningless phrases is what i am when i spill the truth to you
a galaxy of stars and broken promises an
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by £deviantWEAR
by ~vinegar
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"Incisions are red, Bruises are blue, I hate myself,
You should hate me too."
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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.--
"Incisions are red, Bruises are blue, I hate myself,
You should hate me too."
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i make them good girls go bad !
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"Incisions are red, Bruises are blue, I hate myself,
You should hate me too."
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i make them good girls go bad !
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"Incisions are red, Bruises are blue, I hate myself,
You should hate me too."
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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.Previous Page12345...Next Page