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it's stupid how a silly little box full of old ticket stubs, dried up rose pedals, and an empty perfume bottle can make me feel so crappy and pathetic.
summer is slipping away, and i feel like i'm inching my way back to square one.
and square one sucks.
boo.
summer is slipping away, and i feel like i'm inching my way back to square one.
and square one sucks.
boo.