Saturday, April 9




"So one last touch and then you'll go
And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more
But it was vile, and it was cheap
and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me."

I don't know where we are going now.
I don't know. I don't wanna know.
I don't know. I don't know.
all i know is that i want you.
you. you. you.
:( 

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