Kendall and I didn't MEAN to wonder into a music store. It just so happened that we were bored out of our minds. After dissing the horrific customer service got lame, we were interrupted by some masculine voices...coming from the backroom. Looking back, do I regret eavesdropping? Yeah, of course I do, I wouldn't be in this screwed up mess, also known as falling in love. I fell hard. So hard, I wonder if I'll ever be able to pick myself up again. Because everything that falls gets broken. How could I do this to myself?
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