burning every bridge that i cross to find somewhere beautiful to get lost.
Monday, February 7, 2011
"i love you, in a really big 'pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last peice of cheese cake, hold a radio over my head outside your window,' unforunate way that makes me hate you, love you. so pick me, choose me, love me."
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