I thought I’d learn, but I’m an idealist. I thought I’d wait, but I deserve it. How about we go out of our way to complicate the process? There’s a certain thrill to this strategy, no matter how idiotic it may seem. Let’s blur the lines until the flames drown in wax and
There’s nothing left to give/take. I want it: all. This close to dawn I'll relinquish to a single word. I refuse to live like I'm alone given this framework. Give me a sign that I'm not simply being absurd. I've stumbled through years on broken time to reach such
Conclusions. These are the promises of god
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