eleven missed calls ; pjm

壹 ; love hits hard

that's how you know

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❝hey, i wrote a song about you again today. i hope that's okay. i know the last time we talked, you said you weren't my muse anymore. but i'm not letting you decide that for me. sure, i can't write happy about you anymore. but i could write about how much it hurts that you're gone now. you must hate me more and more everyday, don't you? i can't blame you for that. i hope you're doing fine though. i really do.❞