"I inhaled you like cigarette smoke. You were the kryptonite to my lust for life. But you burned me and even after you left my lungs, the smell of you lingered on my shirt and reminded me that you're gone. ...Until I lit another joint. Oh, the irony of us."
-v.g.
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dreamsandtears
Sep 20, 2014 09:00PM
Not too much, girl! I miss you! Just working on college and highschool stuff, (being proactive, yo) and have a new, awesome relationship. What's up with you??View all Conversations