it only happens one in a hundred when your name is at the top.
but on that hundredth time i could die inside
because it
feels so good.
so this morning
i died.
illegitimus non carborundum est
you know what, i think were growing up...
you know what, i think were growing up...
you know what, i think were growing up...
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when i turned on my computer today, you were my background.
:)
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