Most days, I sit there and think 'fuck, I love you. but we would never work.' And then other days I look at you and you smile and I think 'maybe we can make it work.'
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Innerworkings of a Struggling Mind
RomantizmThis is sort of just a poetic rant story. Cover art from an unsourced We Heart It picture. If the cover art is yours and you would like me to remove it, just shoot me a message.
The Poetry My Heart Writes For You (Em)
Most days, I sit there and think 'fuck, I love you. but we would never work.' And then other days I look at you and you smile and I think 'maybe we can make it work.'
