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sometimes, the only person you have is yourself.
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if i believed in anything, i'd believe in you and me. knowingthat we could create our own world would be more than enough to survive.we'd paint aportr..
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floating breathlessly through life, it's effortless.it's just you and me on this journey, but really it's just me.lost in the thoughts of your irresis..
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just listening to the rain fall, dismantling the surface when it crashes down. the patterns are never the same, painting the sidewalks with damp textu..
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This is about my 18 year old brother who died almost 9 months ago. He meant everything to me. He always will. I love you Hunter, forever young baby bo..
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Misunderstood, out of place, different from the rest.I feed off of my sufferings, instead of waiting for what could have been.And although I wish I co..
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