i told my self i wouldnt do it. i said it and knew it and wouldnt. everything was planned out in my mind. i knew it i knew it. i told mysel i wouldnt let myself get too close again.
i guess im a good fuckin liar.
illegitimus non carborundum est
you know what, i think were growing up...
you know what, i think were growing up...
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