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I have been to so many things that have ended with the words 'forever'. So many people wanting to cling to a summer, a fortnight, an afternoon for the rest of their lives.
& where are they?
where the fuck are they?
They're gone. Forever means nothing, really. Not once you've washed the smoke from your clothes and painted over the chips in your nail polish. I am not sad about all the summers that have long since faded from my skin. Not really. Because they were there.
& where are they?
where the fuck are they?
They're gone. Forever means nothing, really. Not once you've washed the smoke from your clothes and painted over the chips in your nail polish. I am not sad about all the summers that have long since faded from my skin. Not really. Because they were there.