The love you don't want"I want to write," he tells her over a luke warm coffee in a coffee shop she's never once stepped foot in till today, or is it still today, and not tomorrow? Time always just sleeps when she's around him, and she has a hard time remembering if the day has passed, because it's all just gray. Every day is just gray, and they all melt together to form some kind of nothingness, content but never quite real, just a dream that was never quite interesting enougThe love you don't want
Wolf FightAm I even here at all?On a summer day... rays falling down from the sky a soft melody plays plays play plays plays guitar strings in the humid air.Am I even here at all?
Your eyes regard me [I know they don't really see] and the story begins again. We're young and we're helpless, we're hot and we're cold. Summer love is in the atmosphere.
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Sorry for Delay
But thankyou, I appreciate it.
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I keep forgetting to remember to forget you.
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I keep forgetting to remember to forget you.
Merci
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I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not.
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