medicate. meditate. swear your soul to jesus. throw a punch. fall in love. give yourself a reason. minibars. expensive cars. hotel rooms. new tattoos. good champagne. private planes. but they don't mean anything. because the truth is out. i realised that without you here life is just a lie. this is not the end. this is not the end. we can make it.
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no1chickentendie
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17/12. i hate you. i hate how my fucked up brain always told me not to get too close but i did. you took advantage of that and left. i think about you every. single. fucking. day. i think how we w...View all Conversations