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everytime i come home, you're on my mind.
everytime i come home i want to see you.
i mean you're not the only person i want to see, but definitely an important one.
when i'm in charlotte, i hardly think of you.
it's like all my thoughts of you just clear.
i have shit to keep me busy.
but when i'm home, i have nothing to do, so there's you.
always lingering there to fuck with me.
i dunno i suppose i bring it on myself.
i always complain about how when you talk to me it fucks with me.
but at the same time, i dont wanna quit talking to you.
*sigh* i dont know what to do anymore.
why does everything have to be so complicated?
why can't everything just be simple and work out like it's supposed to.
but then again, i don't know how this is all "supposed" to work out.
bleh
everytime i come home i want to see you.
i mean you're not the only person i want to see, but definitely an important one.
when i'm in charlotte, i hardly think of you.
it's like all my thoughts of you just clear.
i have shit to keep me busy.
but when i'm home, i have nothing to do, so there's you.
always lingering there to fuck with me.
i dunno i suppose i bring it on myself.
i always complain about how when you talk to me it fucks with me.
but at the same time, i dont wanna quit talking to you.
*sigh* i dont know what to do anymore.
why does everything have to be so complicated?
why can't everything just be simple and work out like it's supposed to.
but then again, i don't know how this is all "supposed" to work out.
bleh