"love builds on the insane fact that once you fall, there's no coming up for air. and every night I pray for some miracle that the sun will rise, and I'll be happy and I'll forget your name. but here I am, cursing it out at 2am like its the only word I know. you were right, I can't get you out of my life. I will sit in my spot and hyperventilate your name because it's the only thing keeping me alive. I'm on a loose string that has one piece of fabric left on it and I'm so done." - story- @miraclegilinsky cover- @miraclegilinskyAll Rights Reserved
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