<3. <2 . <1.

[die_for_her]

sitting at home for the afternoon, dont wanna go outside. sick of sunsoaked concrete streets, close the blinds id rather hide, because the ghost in me, is out of key, from never keeping love. sick of pale white bedroom sheets, close your eyes, so i can die..." you were my spine, my

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[colin_kill_you]

you write that lovey?

[theschoolgirl]

yeah did you write that?