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[cccoastline]

We're quiet on the ride, we're all just waiting to get home. I need the smell of summer, I need its noises in my ears. If looks could really kill, then my profession would be staring. Collect calls to home to tell them that I realize that everyone who lives will someday die and die alone. I wrote more postcards than hooks. I read more maps than

Comments

[__soheartless]

random?
i think you really like this song.
you quote it a lot.
a lot, a lot.

[fitzy_nerd]

brandnew♥

[and_she_dreamt]

beautiful words.

[calmcollapse]

You really need to add meeeee.