Sunday, November 15, 2009
It is infinitely depressing as to how things change and how they might change. I love the smell taste molecule hair smile. I love every little bit that composes you, makes you so special. I wonder how I am so selfish and unselfish at the same fucken time. It's confusing. Everything that is you, makes me want to want you more. I want you every moment, and I am a little lunatic that way.
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