lift your hands,
break my heart for what breaks yours.
Monday, July 5, 2010
can we pretend that airplanes in the night skies are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now
It feels like time sometimes just wants to make us pissed. And to do so, they go by fast. Too fast.
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