He was like the ocean
Deep and mysterious
I don't know how to swim
But I don't mind drowning
as long as it's him
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Thoughts Of A Teenage Introvert
PuisiCompilation of unorganized thoughts that weigh me down at 4 a.m.
24 | him
He was like the ocean
Deep and mysterious
I don't know how to swim
But I don't mind drowning
as long as it's him
