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Sep 23, 2006 20:17

i wonder if there's any meaning in talking to you. are you going to wear away like half of the other people? are you going to find someone cooler than me, pack your yellow suitcase and leave?
i hate it when people drift away.
fucking awkward sons of bitches.

it's december 25th, 2004
that's the night we abandoned each other
it's the night where the song was on repeat for over an hour
i wrote on a paper april 30, 2030
you told me "that's when the world is going to end"
your last words were "i'll meet you there"

blow me.
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