burning every bridge that i cross to find somewhere beautiful to get lost.
Monday, March 7, 2011
when i see you tomorrow i'm going to run up to you, hug you for a few minutes, possibly cry and tell you how much you fucking scared me and what the fuck was going through your head.
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