bleeding love.

26Apr08

Let’s get ______ up and die. I’m speaking figuratively, of course. Like the last time that I committed suicide, Social suicide. Yeah so I’m already dead, on the inside, But I can still pretend. With my memories and photographs, I’ve learned to love the lie. I wanna know what it’s like to be awkward and innocent, [...]

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