it seems that for every single good moment in my life, there must be eight bad ones immediately behind it. i knew my good mood in nyc was too powerful to sustain me for very long. quite frankly, i'm getting tired of the charade.~cfc
I'm living in an empty room
With all the windows smashed
And I've got so little left to lose
That it feels just like I'm walking on broken glass
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i left you a vm, text and no replies... i am here if you need anything...
y.
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