I'm glad I ate soy-sausage and maple syrup when I got home, glad I'm not quite tired.
glad I have so much stuff to put up here.
glad


The Things We Never SayMy Dear,The Things We Never Say
We've come again to this. You're in the bedroom slamming drawers and packing suitcases, crying on the phone to your mother. I can hear the corners of your conversation: "Can you believe it?" and "...should've left years ago." I think I heard a "worthless son of a bitch" bounce against the closet. (Let's hope, this time, you leave it on its hinges.)
I wonder what you're wearing. You ripped your blouse getting out of the car tonightcaught it on that three carat platinum bracelet I bought you for Valentine's Dayso I can't imagine it's survived y
my tummy
not much.
how long have you had a deviantart?
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it would be so easy to lose myself to you.
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Own Yourself.
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