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"i'm going to rape you with my hand!"
"fine then i'm going to touch your boobie."
ah fuck. Tim's gone back to germany. my heart hurts. everything makes me think of him. i can't turn around with bumping into some sort of reminder. i can't turn on the radio without hearing him there. i can't go to bed without seeing his imprint beside me. he's in my blood. my brain. my heart. 364 days until happiness and counting.
you always find a way
to keep me right here waiting.
"fine then i'm going to touch your boobie."
ah fuck. Tim's gone back to germany. my heart hurts. everything makes me think of him. i can't turn around with bumping into some sort of reminder. i can't turn on the radio without hearing him there. i can't go to bed without seeing his imprint beside me. he's in my blood. my brain. my heart. 364 days until happiness and counting.
you always find a way
to keep me right here waiting.